One kiss was all it took, and I was addicted. You gave me the typa high that made me wanna fly...To outer space and escape this prison we call reality.You pumped like blood in my veins to brain... convincing me that it's not the way it look, that I'm not hooked. Oh boy, to think I was so dumb to think you read me like a book.It all became clear when my high suddenly started to dissapear, and dropped to low. You started telling me"she's just a friend yo", but I saw the pictures on your phone tho... Now I'm hooked, boy I thought you were a keeper, but nahhh more like a painkiller, but CHEAPER!
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Finding out your boyfriend that you love with your whole heart is unloyal, and it's hard to let go