Way in over my head.
I can’t believe this is all from a kiss.
I could of been with someone else instead.

But you fooled me too well.
All I felt was complete bliss.
With your mixed signals I could never tell.

For a long time I dwelled on this.
Fabricating stories to fill in the holes.
It’s me that I miss.

You created a smoke screen.
A beautiful distraction for my mind so you can flee.
It’s impossible, but something I should of seen.

This was all temporary.
A bliss that was all imaginary.