I was in awe looking at you
someone new, with a reputation I was star struck
you were boring to me
but the stillness in the air when we in each other's company was comfortable
this whole time I thought we were painting on an empty canvas
with dreams and possibilities of bettering one another
when in reality I was all alone
drawing over an already finished piece

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She cut me deep and this was the outcome. Never falling in love again