i dropped my books.
you stopped to help.
i've given you looks
can you not tell?

maybe i'm falling under life's spell again
poetry and playlists about you
you're messing with my head.

you gave her a hug
flashed me a smile
I knew you hadn't talked to me for awhile.
switching my thoughts,
now you're quite cold.
this jealousy act is getting real old.

So warning dear reader,
the boy's not the same.
love wants to trick you with a little game.