When I'm alone,
I ponder about love.
I ponder the questions that never left my head.
Questions like 'If genuine love is still existing, then why is it that my heart has never felt like there is?'
I worry too much about it, honestly.
Page by page,
word for word,
I search for answers that have never been answered.
And yet, I find myself gloomy because of it.
I was looking for something to complete the emptiness of my soul.
I was looking for someone to fix the mess that I've always been wanting to be fixed.
I was looking and looking and yet, I found nothing.
I found nothing but agony.
And in agony, I found myself crying in tears of reverie.
Helpless, I drowned into the waters of hell.
I asked for help, but I felt like no one would dare to help me.
What I did was that I learned to swim so I could get out of the water and bring myself back home.
So now,
I learned to stay afloat.
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Ineffable Wishes Of The Heart
PoetryYou believe in love, but you've been hurt so much by it. Now, this book is all that you need. This is reclaiming your power, your voice and your heart. From giving love to the wrong people, this book is yours to give all the love you deserve to your...
