Love is a gamble
It comes with a price.
The price you pay when you lose love is losing yourself,
You lose yourself when you love
How many times do i have to love to lose myself completely?
How many times can one be vulnerable before they're completely dissolved in this ocean of misery?
How many times can you let yourself get consumed by your own feelings before you go numb?
Is there an end to it all?
Will there be a day when love strips me off my soul and leaves me with nothing but a few fragments of that person?
And when that time comes
Who will i be?
Will i be a part of you?
Or
Will you be a part of me?
The end of me?
~J.S
