and it's all just for you.
From the lipstick to the curled hair,
she thought this shit through.
Opening a door to a stranger, but his eyes were kind and his smile was divine.
Laughs filled the air, butterflies abandoned the lands.
She was searching for the truth.
But she took an oath she'd never do this again.
The night grew old and sparks flew.
An undeniable craving she couldn't describe.
Where did this moment in time come from and why did she deserve it?
The sad part is she couldn't really say she did.
You'll always lose what you don't appreciate.
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