You look at life with rose tinted glasses. Everything Is a coincidence or a stroke of luck or fate Nothing is planned. Everything is up to chance Everything is possible Nothing is what you want it to be Responsibility is scary and exhausting Recklessness is exciting and exhilirating You are stuck with these glasses Unable to return them They are imprinted on your skin They own your scent and your essence They become you.
I haven't been on this platform in a while. I am excited to start posting again and hopefully gain some inspiration from the writing of others as well. This one is about a lover that lives in his own world. Enjoy **