Seeing Is Not Believing (In Which Our Hero Talks Himself Out of Another Crush)

I believed there was no settling for two out of three this time.

I believed there was more to her than three boxes could define.

I believed diamonds dazzled her, but didn't fill her heart.

I believed what I saw when she gave me a start.

Now, I see the way she is consumed by the style of things.

Now, I see the what kind of habits she's been making,

What little she does, and does over and over again.

Her shapes don't come together right from my new angle on them.