A Story Too Coincidental To Be True

Blonde hair, blue eyes

Sometimes

I think it’s better to just give in

Everything would be easier

If I just walked away again.

But you have this interstellar pull

And a fuzzy head

Filled up with smoke

A walking contradiction

To my recent declarations.

What am I doing here?

They call me a good girl

Moral and complete

You’re a bad boy

Disguised so delicately.

Yet

Temptation is my middle name

Something too delectable to be tamed

And you’re irresistible

God, you’re so irresistible.

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