release

She uses her smile to thrill,

Keeps her eyes for the kill,

Her kindness to trap,

Her wrath to keep you in her grasp.

There you stand, keeping still.

Another page, another you,

He uses all the words you know made me blue,

With a punch of truth I know the gossip spilt,

For he just met me but is making me wilt,

Setting blatant traps that fail, but make me review, you.

I know, I know, I can smell it,

I’m a smart girl but I can’t help it.

You and I were not to be, for she is your it,

And if you are the kind to ruin our it,

Then I shall let it, let you, let her, and quit.