misinterpretations.
made something out of nothing.
of course he just wanted what was underneath my clothes,
i mean look at where we met.

but
you told me i was perfect,
you told me i was your favorite,
you told me i was the prettiest person you've ever seen,
you told me i was special,
you told me i made your heart full with love.

i told you to take care of my heart,
i told i've gifted it to you and you told me you'd take care of it.

you tossed it back and forth in your hands and you skipped around me,
i mistook it for something else.
i keep doing that.

but of course,
i was wrong.
let your beautiful voice and sweet compliments hug me and fill the air with pink smoke.
i was wrong,
again.