Who is she?

“Who is she?” I stared at her beauty, from which I have completely drowned,
She was tall, fairly thin, and seemed intelligent; she had me spellbound.
She had me at her gorgeous smile that simply blinded me.
Next thing I know, I'm staring at her blankly because she was all I could see.

I guess you could say it was love at first sight.
I could get lost in her eyes from the crack of dawn 'til the middle of the night.
She seemed so perfect; I just had to make her mine.
I eventually did and we were soon lost in time.

We simply loved each other; we were inseparable.
I knew that in my eyes, she was the only apple.
Some of our days were great and tasted like lemonade.
Because of my love for her, all her imperfections were outweighed.

Everything went fine, nothing could go wrong!
Then this one night came and it felt like a yearlong.
One event led to another and everything just broke apart.
I can’t believe I fell for every single antic by my fake little sweetheart.

I’ll admit she was beautiful, nice and even a great friend,
But when she crawled out of her ‘perfect skin’, all she said was, “This is the end.”
I tried to rid of her and all our memories, but she still pops into my head every now and then.
All I know is I would never experience her fake love from a true lover again.