His voice is soft. It takes her under.

Do his lips feel the same? She’ll always wonder.

She wants to be good so bad.

But his eyes are so sweet, they drive her mad.

Pure is what he is, she’ll shatter his peace, cause it to disrupt.

How can she behave when her mind is so corrupt?

Maybe he’ll be the moon to her stars.

Maybe he’ll heal all of her scars.

But she will leave him broken.

It’s probably best to leave the words unspoken.

He tells her she belongs with the flowers.

But she belongs to the sun, because she will devour.

Lured in, like a moth to a flame.

In the end, his heart will ache with pain.

He is good. He can bring an end to her loss.

But she is bad, she brings chaos.

If he falls for her, he’ll be in grave danger.

It’s too late, he’s started to change her.

Now it’s her time to make him a stranger.