True love or true torture
My dearest,
Maybe you are not the love of my life.
Maybe I need to accept that you are not the one for me.
Maybe I need to accept that I spend the last year pining over you.
Maybe I need to accept that while I was devoted to you.
You just saw me as an option to revisit.
Devotion?
or
Obsession?
Was I…
Loving you, and being faithful to us?
Loving you, and being loyal to you?
Or was I…
Using you, as a conduit of my feelings.
Using you, as a vessel for my dreams.
While it was never you I was meant to live those dreams with.
What we had was perfect and a struggle.
What we had was an addiction.
How would I love another hit.
You are the love of my life.
And there will be others.
Like there were before you.
I so badly wanted you to be it.
You mesmerise me.
You inspire me.
I loved myself through you.
Forever Yours,
Zoë
Creative Existence 