Introverted By My Thoughts [✓]

Metamorphosis

Recklessly enticed by the touch of our body feels.
Unwavering by the thought of tomorrow's needs.
Indecisive of what the word, love means.
Eagerly hoping to find out by any possible means.
Active and young,
The Fountain of youth, flowing within our veins.
Running a race,
Rushing with pace into new relationships.
Engrossed by the system of serial heartbreaks.
Carrying the weight on our minds, of our constant heartaches.
Unwilling to give up, another attempt, in aim to right our wrongs.
A cyclic chain reaction of misfortunes.
Our hearts dying wish's we learn from our mistakes.
But that's just what happens in these Larva Love fairy-tales.
Actively immature,
Not even having to discover our own selves;
We venture to discover others.
We claim that we love.
We crave relationships;
We crave the things we cannot handle.
Inevitably, we fall in our own spiral of self inflicted failures.