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Naive
I was stupid, stupid me, to ever think your eyes were true.
I was the little dog running after the master that desperately wants to get rid of him.
I was a moron to think that your flirting was genuine.
I was a naive, little girl who didn't understand that you can't control your life, or the people who step all over it.
How can I face you now, knowing that I was naive and you trampled on my childlike heart?
No skin off your back, you didn't admit a thing.
It was me.
Like a child I let the cat out of the bag and now that the feeling isn't mutual, I just want to hide away, where no one can see the hurt you caused me.
