Intro

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I have never minded the absence of another individual in my life. For my mother had once taught me that i should plant my own roots and grow by the nurture of love for myself, opposed to another individual. I would often reply to the common response of there being 'plenty of fish in the sea', with " i do not wish to have plenty, i only want one." The skeptical look from the person before me held more of a response than any words that would momentarily come out of their dry mouths. I had set my expectations high, never letting any individual climb up my walls and look deep within the cement I had built up. But then i met you. You opened me like a book, and read into me like no other person I had ever met-- reading between the lines and holding me delicately as if you were afraid to break the spine. I had let you explore me, touch me in places no man had ever had the chance to even put his sweaty hands on. The love we shared was like no other, we could have made it so far. But now the novel you once delicately read was lying on the dusty shelf, a page folded over, not entirely read.


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