I Am Lit.
And I guess that was kind of who I was
Never finishing anything, but having every intention to
Always looking further into something
That was never really there in the first place
Forgiving and always forgetting,
Understanding and misunderstood
Going with the flow when the waters got rough,
And never, ever
Looking back.
Forever wishing
But not superstitious
Always alone
But never lonely
Strong enough to know what I need
But weak enough to chase what I want
An open book
With tiny font
A sealed letter
Drowned in a sea
A fountain of art, books, and poetry
An arrow of rain, God, and love
A sky, personified
But not a cliche
Forever-n-always
Falling for you
And I guess that was kind of who I was
Never finishing anything, but having every intention to.