I locked the door
And cried in despair
Little did i know
It would end this way
I had given him a shot
But it turned out bad
I was the one losing
while he scored
Looks can be deceiving
I learnt it best with him
I thought and stared
Innocence stared back
He walked away aware
Or supposedly unaware
And failed to see anything
Clearly he didnt care.
His mission was to get me
Which he did yet lost me
Cause i was still mine
And not yet his.