I lost you before I even had you
It all happened so fast; I don’t even know how you, a stranger I just met, could capture all of my attention in just the blink of an eye.
Blame it on your perfectly symmetrical face, your sculpted body, the way that t-shirt clings to you just right, or your intoxicating masculine cologne. Blame it on how God decided to create the most cold-blooded person to be so irresistibly attractive. That kind of attractiveness that makes me forget how to breathe just by looking at you.
Oh, how amazing it must be to hold that face card of yours.
I should have known from the very start, someone like you comes with a big warning sign. But it was too late; I was too blinded by your shine to see it.
Oh, how easily you got me; you knew how easily it would be to get me.
The thing about me is, I always thought everyone would treat me the way I treat them. I always believed that if I were genuine, others would be too. Oh, how naive and foolish I was.
I forgot that this world isn’t built on reciprocity. It’s a game of give and take, where the takers often have the upper hand. I used to think sincerity was a strength, but now I wonder if it’s just a weakness waiting to be exploited.
Just like what you did, effortlessly stepping into my life, destroying the walls of protection I had so carefully built. You made me believe in love again, healing me in ways you could never understand.
You gave me all the attention I needed; I felt cared for and safe. And I took it — I took all that kindness and attention and reciprocated it back to you, maybe even more than what you gave me.
I gave you my full attention; I gave you all my heart. I disregarded everything other than you. I was so foolishly in love with you.
We never exchanged the word “love,” but I thought what we felt was more than enough. Who needs labels anyway?
Little did I know that you were never sincere in the first place. I was not the one you were giving love to.
I was just a stupid pawn in your strategic game. Like an astute businessman, you gave so little but took so much from me. What a great deal for you.
I always thought I was smart, but you humbled me.
And after all, the hardest part of everything was that you were never mine, but I was always… always yours.
And funnily enough, it all happened in August. So, as a big Taylor Swift fan, you must know the song “August” resonates hard with me.
Because you were never mine to lose…
