Ever come across something wicked,
He was deliciously diabolical,
whispering sweet nothings into her ear,
his words were her weakness.
She craved for his hollow flattery,
oblivious to his glibness.
Or maybe she didn’t mind.
People are often happy
with a shadow of what they actually deserve.
Because all she wanted
was to be wanted,
and she clung onto his serenades,
addicted to his attention,
a strong will gone weak.
That something so devilish can be so alluring
and we fall into the sweet trap anyways,
Yes its a cliche
But bad boys are irresistible.