creative works, Poetry

That Island

getting over someone by liking someone else is like being lost at sea for months and finally coming upon a deserted island.

you see the island as your paradise, finally, you will get land, you will get stability, but once you’re there, you realise there is nothing for you

because that island doesn’t have her eyes. it doesn’t have her laugh or her wit. it doesn’t have the feeling of home that she always carries

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