When I looked at them and couldnt see who they really were behind their colored faces.
If maybe part of you liked that I didnt look like any of them.
If maybe a part of you liked that I didnt look likeyou.
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And then I started noticing the way you talked about the ones who moved you.
How you liked mind games and the chase.
How you only fell for the ones who manipulated you.
How your love was destructive and your attachment was unhealthy.
I thought maybe youve outgrown these games.
Maybe you finally realized that your jot down was not working for you.
You treat love as a game, you take it on as a challenge.
You were not looking for another heart totouch, you were only looking for another heart tobreak.
You were still too caught up in seeking revenge and instant gratification.
You were still judging people based on what they wear and what car they drive.
You were still impressed by false appearances and fake personalities.
You couldnt recognize whatsreal.
You couldnt see beyond certain imperfections because thats all you were ever used to.
I noticed how your eyes would light up when I would talk about my accomplishments but not my fears.
I would look at myself pointing out all the things youre looking for that I didnt have.
I would wake up every morning feeling like Im more myself when youre not around.
When your love felt more like acompetitionI needed to win.
When you made me feel like another number on your list.
I finally knew when I felt like Id find myself more if Iloseyou.
