Beyond the inconsistencies, i chose to see you perfectly.
Beyond the impurities, i chose to see your flawlessness.

I chose to see you beautifully,
Despite the many reasons to leave.
I found one good reason to hope,
I found you.

Once upon a time,
A guy talked to me;
To comfort my wounded heart—
He held it in his arms and healed it.

Another day came,
This 'guy' went to impress me with his wit and intelligence,
He went on to show his gifts— singing and poetry;
He made me like who he is.

I liked him and i told him that.
For once i thought,
Nothing would change.. because he's different.
BUT NO.

A week into knowing him,
I was slowly left waiting;
Waiting for messages and replies—
Replies that took minutes, that led to hours.

Remorseful of being needy,
I took a step back and thought to myself,
"I'm becoming too much; I'm being toxic once again".
But maybe it wasn't me.
Maybe he realized that he wasn't really charmed with me;
Maybe it's not my fault— maybe i wasn't too much.

Maybe i was okay;
Maybe i am good enough.

Here i am, starting to lose myself.
Once more, i'm drowning in liking someone.
But this time, i can't lose myself.