No Strings Attached

becomes a string itself
I guess you forgot to tell my heart
not to latch on
Butter fingers
Slippery slithers
eagerly wait for your call
Anticipation turned anxiety
One mention of your name
“On your mark, get set, GO”
*gunshot*
My chocolate skin blushes
Dates that never were
Replay in my mind
As though I were in a time loop
Groundhog Day
If only my heart didn’t fall so deep
‘I told you so”
My friend remarks
Once bitten twice shy

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