Love isn't like how we imagine it
Not even close
It doesn't start with "the moment I saw you"
That is bullshit- but yeah love is not something in the beginning
It's always close to the last forty to fifty pages
When words started to make sense
And every flip feels like sinking under the ocean
It takes your breath slowly
And your heart runs like a wild boar
But you remember that love doesn't have to be that cruel
So you will start swimming to get some oxygen
And you will tame your heart
When you're near the last ten to five pages
It will give you an option
To see how it ends and look for another book to explore
Or
Re read it and make it your favorite story.
YOU ARE READING
EROS-ALGOS-LOGOS
Poesía"when you left i didn't bleed but my ink does. thank you for turning this lover into a writer." ----- This is a collection of words and poetry. I'm using the daily splice collage of Adam Hale. All credits to this wonderful artist.
