My Book...

I thought you were the conclusion of my book,

But it turns out that you’re only a chapter.

Finally deprived from your lies,

Realizing there’s never really a happily ever after.

Reading you page by page,

Trying to understand the description of your story.

Provoked by your words,

Confused, but still allowing you to allure me.

When you get lost,

You’d repeatedly come back.

But wait, something’s not the same,

Love and attention is what you lack.
I tried to go slow as I possibly could,

But I couldn’t do it,

I can’t take this anymore.

I can’t stay in this one spot,

I have to move to the next chapter.