About a woman who faces love so strong that it scares her, feeling for once that although she's independent there is this girl that's meant for only her. Through good, bad, happy, and sad, she only saw what mattered to her. Although in the past she will never be forgotten. A friend forever.

In search of you

Looking, searching, seeking for the love you gifted me with. Your heart was once my home and now I'm homeless because I fucked up. I can't seem to find the missing piece you once filled in my heart.

See you were my one in a million forget that you were my one and only. You were priceless. No price could match to your worth. My Nefertiti. My angelic piece of art.

I'm looking for something that I will never once again find. Only one piece will make my heart skip a beat like it once did and that's you.

So I begin to force love with seasonal ass females. Trying to make something fit that wasn't ever meant to be. You and me, thick as thieves I never thought it would come to this.

You say "things happen for a reason" I agree but not in this situation. I've been hurt so many times by females but what hurts even more is hurting yourself. This time I can't blame anyone except for myself.

I was the victim and the perpetrator. I'm lost without you. You were my guidance. Before I could ever see anything you were like my GPS.

You told me what to watch out for, when to turn and how to avoid traffic. You always supported me and no matter which route I took. Even if I got off track you always reset and continued to guide me to my destination regardless of how many times I messed up or took the wrong turns you were always there.

Now I'm not sure what my destination is. I'm just in cruise control waiting to crash. I don't want you. You are a necessity to my happiness my heart cringes knowing I no longer get your calls at night.

I check my phone constantly with the hopes that I got a message from you. The sad reality is that you are fine. I hurt you and I always promised I wouldn't and I dropped the ball.

Yet you live on and I don't. Crazy how that works. I hurt you and hurt myself in the end. I think what hurts the most is that I love you so much that it hurts but yet you love me from a distance.

The last person I ever wanted to hurt. Today you live on, you once broke but you managed to put yourself back together again. Nobody sees it but I notice the cracks I left because no matter how well you fix something the cracks will always be there from past hurt.

I wanted to impact your life but not in this way. Day by day I search for what we had although logically I know I'll never find that again. You were more than ordinary, a true mystic beauty.

For now I'll follow my heart although I know it'll never find a women to replace you. We thought we were meant to be but maybe this was all just a lesson, that you were too good for me.