Everything seemed so simple before- I floated on air and there was a sparkle in my eye. But maybe, just maybe, I was living a lie. I was content, I didn't want anything more, But story-book lives are things of lore. I realized this when she said goodbye And left me with nothing but the question, "Why?" I feel like an apple stripped of it's core. I guess I have to look on the bright side, I can find a way to recoupe. This really is no reason to quit, I think I can take this all in stride, Yes, maybe I can regroup. But, to be honest, I really doubt it.
Reason for writing:
Love lost. Comments welcome.
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