Old and young
I was 18 with a heart stapled with golden lace that glistens. A naivety that lit up the unforeseen shadows of a darker world.
Falling head over heels for a 28 year old. A foreign feeling of pure love misted effortlessly through the true reality. A lack of confidence and a devastating uncertainty of what a healthy relationship should be. Sought out by a manipulative, self centered and ego driven man. A heartless choice from a wiser being. Their life was to dream of. Fulfilled with amazing adventures ! Travel and an endless chain of events.
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I was hidden. I was never even apart of it, not even a little bit, not even at all.
Naivety turnt amidst to the shadows, instead of bringing light to a darker world, it consumed me. The girl I used to be perished. there’s a beauty within this. A self love no one, not even myself can deny. A cascade of lessons learnt is a priceless gift. Lessons I will carry to a greater life.
Old and young.
