Compeletly in love with her, being able to not see a single flaw. Unable to see the monster in front of him, the bright green ugly monster. Completely infatuated, only held together by the imagination of the man. Unable to see that the quote on quote the beautiful woman he fell in love with was actually the one thing that was his downfall. Obviously unable to see into the future, the man didn't know that the love of his life wasn't actually a person. That's why we have to take off the rose-colored glasses
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PoetryHello, I don't write to inform you or to show you my life story. I write to show that you can move on from the past and let go. The only way you can move on it is to forgive yourself and the people who have hurt your soul. I write for the damaged, t...
