This Summer

I decided that I would not suffer

I decided that there's such thing as pure love,

but

I have not decided yet if there is such thing as true love

Everytime,

I think that it's so right

And right now,

I am so in love

But it must not be true

Because it is not reciprocated

hypocrisy

everyone has their own drug

it may not be as apparent as we would think, for society perceives drugs as a negative aspect

nonetheless,

everyone has their drug

everyone has a way to escape from reality

the difference is that some people do not realize it

people use movies, among other things, as an escape from reality

while others knowingly use drugs as an escape from reality

the difference is that people who watch movies come back to reality unknowingly and they do not realize that for a short time, they too get to leave behind their thoughts and frustrations and instead use minimum brain function in place of facing reality

those on drugs sometimes come back to reality when they do not wish to

regardless of,

everyone has their drug

white rose

as i drifted into subconscious sleep,

the familiar scent of you,

or at least the memory of that everlasting scent,

protruded through,

surfacing into my mind after an evening spent in your presence

the matching of our lips left traces of you upon me

every breath i took,

after,

contained your scent which maintained my grin

as ive kept you my secret for no one to tell