'THE CHARMER' Her eyes I could drown in. Happily. Her smile makes me sigh. Contentedly. She makes me nervous. In a good way. She tells me that she loves me. My heart swells. She begins criticising. My eyebrows raise. She makes me nervous. In a bad way. She runs hot and cold. My heart sinks. She is brutally cruel. I try not to cry. Her ego crushes my spirit. I turn to leave. She softly calls me back. I hesitate, unsure. She gently calls me back. I cry for what could have been. She sweetly calls me back. I walk away.