You Did Good
And there I was, getting excited about meeting
someone. It feels nice to get the attention. Although it never mattered in the past.
It’s nice to hear someone call you beautiful or appreciate you for the things
you say and do. And then things get sour. You uncover the truth behind the sweet
nothings. It is no more than a scheme so that he can easily take advantage of
you.
For a brief moment, you don’t want to believe it,
because maybe this time it is true. But you know how fighting your mind ends,
and maybe your heart wants to give it the benefit of the doubt, but this road
is too familiar, so you decide to turn the other cheek and call bluff for what
it is. You value your peace now, and though the attention is nice, nice is not
enough. You got you; you do not need it from anyone, especially not from
someone who sees you no more than a prey.
And here is a pat in the back, you did good. Perhaps you have learned your lesson, and I am proud of you.
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