You were so real to me.
Not a fictional character I made in one of my stories,
In the brown notebook I keep my fleeting memories in,
Where the love story ends happily ever after.
You were so real,
Your brown reddish swirls drew me in.
I found myself sheepishly wondering deep into you,
With a confused mind and an indecisive heart.
And I was afraid of where the honey pools will take me.
But how real was it?
Besides the people in it?
How sealed was the fate?
Made of a few broken rules?
Because I knew then, as I know now,
I shouldn't get attached to you.
But I didn't know as much as I know not now,
If it would be wise to rebel.
And so I did.
Feelings caught.
©️ mirthyKayla, 2022.
