I want to say life can be like an Easter egg hunt
But I feel as though
"Life"
Is too broad of a term
All I know
There is
A hunt taking place
And I'm searching for you
Unfortunately for me
You're not brightly painted
With many colors and patterns
To point you out
You're drably dressed
In muted tones
To camouflage you in your surroundings
There's a hunt taking place
And you're the prize I vie for
I just wish I had the foresight to know
That in the end
You weren't worth the time