Hopeless Seduction

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It was the way her clothes curved her body, the way she winked her eyes, and that smile she always gave me that seemed more like a smirk, that kept me scratching at her door.

I knew she didn't love me. She had many offers and like me, she kept them all on their toes awaiting her command. With a flip of her hair and a batted lash, she could get me clear across town for whatever she pleased.

I kept hoping that one day she would drop this princess act. Though she was more like a queen. I was hoping all of this pretentiousness was just a twisted game. That she didn't mean to use her beauty to control my mind. I kept hoping she would realize that I was the one.

Time went on though and she never chose me. Still I waited for her. For years.

I guess that night really meant nothing though. The night where we made love on her silk sheets that drove me crazy. The whispers in my ear late at night. The way she wrapped her arms around me. It was all meaningless.

I was hopelessly seduced.
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10/1/13