but my smiles are just a front.

this afternoon i saw you waiting for a ride.

i told you i didn't like your hat, made you take it off, & kept looking away every time you tried to make eye contact.

three years ago, you told me all about how my eyes drive you crazy.

& then after we broke up you refused to look me in the eye.

so every time i see you, i either hold your gaze the entire time, or never meet your eyes.

just because i like being a bitch.

before & after