" he's perfect " is how i would always describe him
but nobody's perfect
that was my mind in a made up world living out her fantasy
while back in the real world he was actually a monster
a monster whom i loved so dearly
how could i mistake a monster for a perfect person?
the answer is just one simple world love
love is blinding, it clouds your vision and the part of your brain that thinks logically
so i say to whomever is reading this, when you're ready to love;
wear some glasses to help you see
& never tune out that logically part of your brain
(trust me you'll thank me later)
YOU ARE READING
the words inside my heart
Poetryi write the overwhelming feelings in my heart and thoughts in my mind. my sole purpose for writing is to help others relate to what i have to say. i hope my poetry helps everyone who reads it in some way. * ALL MY WRITING IS ORIGINAL PLEASE DON'T S...
