She came across so smooth, caring, loving and honest.
As she spoke, I realized she was watching her actions.
I should no have fallen for a first impression, but I did.
Someone once told me when you meet someone, you do not really meet them,
You meet their representative,
And time has proven this statement so true.
In retrospection, I have concluded that I was deluded by a fake presence of her.
In time I learnt that she tried to be what I wanted her to be,
And tried too much to be the one for me.
Neither she nor I knew her true identity,
And when it finally shone through,
It was founded that she never was nor could she be for me.
She was just like me,
And I didn't need another me.
We went our different ways, not looking back.
Both wanting a move forward, but
At the same time, being held back by our similarities and also, simultaneously being pushed apart them.
We could never be foes nor could we ever be friends.
