Love... Yes, Love... That feeling, maybe I misunderstand it. Maybe I don't. Falling for fictional men... What a shame. Just imagining IT hurts. The fake scenarios made up in my head. I just don't understand... Finding comfort and 'LOVE' in them. Knowing that all of this, will never happen. Well, I guess, only in my dreams... Daydreaming, hurts... But, less than reality. All the cuddles, the love, the hugs and everything else. Hurts doesn't it... Time passing by and.. All of these feelings hurting more and more, day by day. Listening to those love songs, understanding every single word of them. Knowing that you will never find someone who could help and comfort like they do. Love... Cuts deep into your wounds, when you realize everything. I've spent years searching for someone who could understand all my pains... I guess, fictional men were the ones that could understand...
-MVLC
09/25/2021
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