I was so obsessed with the idea of me falling in love.
And especially with you.
That I forgot who I was.
In process of being a ideal me,
a persona that you may like.
But even after all of it,
I was just a mere quest for you.
YOU ARE READING
Contemplation
PoetryLIFE, It is a messed up thing but darling so are we, High on emotions, Lost in freaking dreams, Tied up with the idea of love, LIFE IS STRANGE, IT IS A MYSTERY, A QUESTION, LIFE IS YOU AND ME.
