i am content on my own.
spending my time doing things I enjoy.
after a lengthy period of wandering around,
i finally found the serenity for which I had yearned.
"I don't need anyone."
"I'm better off alone."
those are the things I murmured to myself.
i couldn't ask for anything else after gaining peace of mind.
my life was tranquil.
yet it was quiet...
empty.is this the peace I desired, or am i devoid of content?
they said fate was fickle.
i was getting used to being alone
until i stumbled into you...i wasn't prepared,
or perhaps i was afraid of losing the serenity that i had gained?meeting you was a pleasant surprise.
i wasn't searching for anything when I found you.
you are like raindrops falling on my empty bucket,
you filled the hole of emptiness.
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METAMORPHOSIS: WORDS BENEATH HER MATTRESS
PuisiHer upward trajectory in her buried words.