𝐏𝐎𝐄𝐌𝐒

𝘿𝙄𝙎𝘾𝙊𝙍𝘿

I like seeing other people in love
But what about me?
Why am I stuck in a daze,
Why am I still in this endless despicable maze?
I don't like the anxiety, the insecurity, the fears;
I find comfort in love when it belongs to my peers.
Yes I am a hopeless romantic,
I am searching for my muse,
The person in my dreams, in my poems, in my prayers
That I know I can always use.
I'm scared of the way I fall,
Immeasurably hard,
Like the breath getting knocked out
Everytime I think of that lovely facade.
Each time i fall I break into a million pieces
Giving my all and hoping that it reaches;
But alas! It never does
Leaving me to think, 'Is this how today's world loves?'

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