I feel as though as time goes by
Each and every passer by has been lost
Whether lost in their own thoughts, time and or life
We all get lost eventually but the truth is
Some of us choose to get lost, so we can forget reality
So we don't let worry and doubt plague our minds, we get lost as though we were transferred to another time
I remember whenever I listened to music as I looked into the mirror I'd always get lost into my eyes
As I wandered into the depths of my eyes consuming every color as though it were art and I were the canvas yet the true irony of this statement is... I never found myself to be worthy of the beauty my eyes gave me but every time I looked I couldn't help but get lost in the familiarity of its warmth
As though gazing into the eyes of a past lover... I realized... No matter who I was, where I went, as long as my eyes met... I'd always be found no matter how deep I drowned

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PoetryThese are just small letters/poems to voice out my thoughts :)