his eyes were like gold shimmering underneath the water of

the riverbed

his skin was soft to the touch and an admirable toffee color

his hair dark and unkept, either styled or left alone to flop on his forehead

how can someone who looks so lovely

be so bad

like a drug, an addiction, an issue

his laugh was contagious, sweeping you off your feet

his words that roll off his tongue with plenty sarcasm and sweetness mixed 

into a swirl 

his smile could light up anyone's dark day and make them smile too

how can someone so lovely 

be so bad

like a disaster, a calamity, a murder

his unnoticeable mask that showed others

his perfection

took away his mistakes 

hiding the rancidness he didn't dare to reveal

he wasn't lovely

he was bad

he was a disaster, an unhealthy addiction, an issue

his words were venom, lethal in exposure

his looks were deadly, charming their way into your heart just to be broken

his laughs and smiles deceiving, faking, messing with your feelings

he was a person so lovely

but unfortunately bad