falling in love with you
happened quietly and slow
because one day you were my best friend
and the next loving you had become all i know
but nonetheless it was beautiful
and it was passionate and great
and i thought that i'd do it all again
all to see if it was fate
but now i look back and i realize
how important to me you'd become
because now that you're gone
i barely know where i've come from
you were my heart
my whole world
my life
and i swear when you left i died
but maybe this is where
my life really begins
because in your absence so far
i've never felt so alive
YOU ARE READING
paradoxical
Poetryyears worth of teenage and young adult angst transferred from a ratty old notebook to this app --for anyone who also feels like everything they do contradicts the personality that they desire to be perceived as
