I have a fascination with
all things love,
Daydreams constructing expectations
and a daily need for a thing which
I have yet to experience,
It's an obsession which has
evolved into a fear ~
Fear of a broken heart,
of a lonely life,
of distracted dreams.
~ Funny my ability to
overthink.
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Ambivalent
PoetryEvanescent were my thoughts, Until the sight of you became manifested in my daydreams, And I find myself ambivalent~ thinking unrequited love renders me unwilling to let go, but knowing, with miserable rumination, that the heart only heals when...
