romantic hallucinations of a life that was so far out of reach

I fell in love with every passing soul; wrote them into my life until they decided to tear themselves away from mine. I smeared ink on romantic hallucinations of a life that was so far out of reach, but when I met you, all of this faded away. Every praise I once uttered for them was too mediocre to describe you. Every feeling I once felt was too dull compared to what I felt when I was with you… read more >

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