I lost it there.
The thought, the emotion, the promise, the struggle, the darkness.
I lost my knowledge of love.
I thought I knew, I sincerely thought I felt - and then I met you.
And I realised in this romanticised reality I’d created for myself, as if I were a doll placed in a pre-made doll house, I left out the honesty and purity of love.
The chaos, the conflict, the challenge.
But most importantly the impulse, the passion, the self awareness, the lust, the growth. I left out all the true things.
I left out.. You.