kiss my cuts ❥ poetry

where's waldo.

i lost myself
when i found you,
and i found myself
when i lost you.

i wasn't looking for anything when i found you
and it somehow made me question what i wanted,
was i ready to move on, to let myself be happy?
was i even ready for love?

sure, i did lose you.
but i lost you along with all the baggage
and stress you came with.
so who is the real winner here?

i lost myself,
and i tried finding myself within everything
so here i am stuck searching for who i'm supposed to be.

i didn't lose you.
you lost me.
you'll search for me inside everyone you're with
& i won't be found.

-and i quote