I have managed to place myself back together, took weeks of hard work and efforts. I created a safe place for me and me only, made myself happy and contented with that. So did you find it funny? Perhaps, thought it was the right thing to come back into my life, knowing that I would give it up all just to be with you again, and then leave just like that? And still I wouldn't blame you, because there's a part of you that holds me, and I, hold you. You are someone and something painfully beautiful to lose, so I'll hold on even if it's toxic.
You're my poison and I'm addicted.
YOU ARE READING
Eunoia • Book One
Poetrycurrently - completed. ❝ 𝑯𝒆 𝒘𝒂𝒔 𝒎𝒚 𝒓𝒐𝒔𝒆, 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝑰, 𝒉𝒊𝒔 𝒕𝒉𝒐𝒓𝒏𝒔 ❞ Book One of Eunoia (Beautiful Thinking). A book with words dipped in emotions of a young soul. A book of different genres of poems and so on, but it's also just an...
