Buyer's Remorse - January 4, 2015

Into my head

Under my skin

You reached me

Words like a drug

Coursing through my veins

You wrapped me up

Into a neat package

Full of longing and desire

To belong to you

My heart raced

At the slightest hint of

You

You

You

I thought we could be We

Why was I so sure?

When I was so wrong

The spell is broken

The die is cast

we move on