Mirage

Too good to be true
I’m enamored
and at the same time
completely annoyed by you

Like me, you’re addicted to change
Whether it’s your hair or skin,
Do you alter your appearance
instead of letting people in?

Your zodiac is dignified
Two sides to your heart,
both equally captivating
one forward, the other is not

I can’t help to feel that what
we have might be a mirage.

I’m not a vintage electronic
you can’t spray paint me
in the colors that suit you
Like you’ve done with everything else

The pressure of what this could be
might suffocate the both of us
before we have the chance to find out