too much love to give, society wonāt forgive.
i fall in love everyday but not with pretty faces. with kindness and sweet smiles, with red cheeks and impulsive dials.
losing myself in those i love, thereās nothing iād put above. godās quite the comic you see, youāll laugh at the irony. because he made me jealous, he made me selfish.
no control over my heart, i wish i had some because this world wants to tear my feelings apart. but that first kiss is pure bliss, thereās no way i could resist. her laugh is art. his touch is a new start.
iāve never felt like i belong, this world isnāt made for people like me. i try to be okay with who i am but iām not very strong.
the ones i fall for, likely will never be mine because that is not apart of societyās design. longing is my twin, youāll never find one without the other. i look at myself in the mirror and i see me, smothered.
my mind is filled with vines and daisies. all my loverās soft words and praises. itās magical and inviting, soft grass floors and sunset lighting. although i donāt fit in, i know my purpose is to give. iāll carry on day by day and see who the wind brings my way. if one day they are to find me, iād hope theyād stay.