we forgot where
we stood,
didn't we?
i forgot that
you chose
me,
you chose me
to be this person.
this person
who would
love you,
overflow,
to fill your
empty [beautiful]
heart.
you chose me,
this wasn't easy.
you were
better.
i have no right
to complain.
i must love
you.
in the city of
angels,
you are the devil,
red wrath of
infinite beauty and
delusion.
i fell for your [beautiful]
ways and your [beautiful]
face and
i am sitting here
with none of my
own.
YOU ARE READING
motion. | completed
Poetrythis is the backwards story of how i [lost my mind] fell in love. lowercase intended. #83 in poetry | #150 in short story | 14-11-14
