I didn’t expect to fall for a man like him.
A player.
A man who has a different woman on his arm every night.
He consumes my thoughts and throws me into a whirlwind whenever we are together.
I soon realised there’s more to Mr. D’angelo than meets the eye.
I was known as a player and I made sure that’s how everyone saw me.
A different woman on my arm was a common occurrence.
My ex is a thorn in my side. She couldn’t accept that I no longer wanted her or loved her.
I never thought I’d meet a woman like Gracie.
She was the only one who saw the real me, through the facade I portrayed.
I have tried to fight the feelings she stirs inside me. It turns out once was never enough.