all it took was seeing you once,

i was in love, not with someone.

instead, with an image,

for the first time it did not diminish.

you stay on my mind,

but itʼs made me blind.

who are you ?

girls like you never come through.

now the questions have started,

should i leave this discarded ?

Your looks may deceive,

but you ainʼt my first thieve.

i ainʼt got much to lose,

so allow me to use this as my excuse.