My perception of a perfect love story where the prince charming takes the trophy princess fiona to a far away place had been the dream of an escapist,at least.
Or maybe it’s been me all this times
Maybe I’ve been too full of my self
Maybe I’ve been giving to much attention to friendship that I mistake it for love
And I forgot to love my self
Maybe I’ve been looking in the wrong places to find love to fill my emptiness so much that I cling on to every opportunity to love.
There has to be a reason why my journey to find true love has been like a walk to the moon.
Sometimes I try to act all tough
I put on a smile
I act like I’ve got it all figured out
But in the abyss of my heart I’m broken and I curse my self every day for it………………………..