I can write about it bc it happened a while ago.
Things that are happening now is to raw, open and sore. I need to keep it yourself for a while.
                              But eventually I'll write about it because I need to. It's how I cope. It's my muse. 
                              I ask God what I should learn from this. 
It's still gonne be a while before it's "done"
                              Maybe it's never "done"
                              I just wanna fix it in this lifetime though. I don't wanna relive this.
                              Not the love.
I'd choose to relive that a thousand lifetimes.
                              But I would not wanna relive the confusion, illusion and exhaustion.
                                      
                                          
                                   
                                              YOU ARE READING
confusion's illusion
Romancea love story. well the one side of it. And a cluster of random other parts of my story.
 
                                               
                                                  