There's an art, where you lose yourself. Whether it's losing yourself through something you love, or something that destroys you.
A short story, of how I lost myself.
There was this guy, he felt like the most amazing thing. I don't find fault in him, even when others see so much that I don't. He said he loved me and that he would never leave.
Then he left......
And that is how I lost myself, trying to love someone that didn't want me anymore.
11/3/2020
~Haley~
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Poems
PoetryIf your down, write. If your happy, write. Any mood, write. Writing is an escape, so why not make that escape your own world.
