The day I finally figured out the reason you constantly reel me in without lifting a finger was the day that I knew there was nothing between us.
I figure you will never see me as anything more than a pretty face and an easy target where you can easily hit bullseye and walk away with a hefty reward.
No hard feelings. No strings attached.
Well, there was one string that you just didn’t seem to notice. It resembled a loose thread on your clothes. You didn’t care, but I couldn’t help but to tug away at it until all your clothes were destroyed and it was just you.
And once I saw you, naked and revealed, I knew there was nothing but bones in skin. There was no heart, and that string that I hoped and dreamed would lead to me, led to nothing.