Pretty Eyes and a Heartbeat

There's no way I can win
when there's always someone I'm below,
I was bound to lose even before
I said the first hello.

I was nothing more than a second choice,
my happiness, turned to stone;
I guess sad people love the rain because
they're no longer crying alone.

Like dominoes I took the fall
while you fell for another one.
You ended in love and I ended in pain
and there's nothing I could have done.

You've made me relive memories
I never wanted to repeat.
You are a beautiful destructive tornado
with pretty eyes and a heartbeat.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2015

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