Distorted Bliss
As true love unfolds...
Real love is a drug. It becomes an addiction. It distorts reality but isn’t that the point of it anyways? It would be utterly impossible to fall in love with someone that you really saw. My eyes were not blind but within each crack of my broken heart, a tiny light shown through, I choose to see the good in you. We were the forbidden love story from the start. Too broken to be repaired. Too unraveled to stay together. Our hearts will forever beat to the same drum, as we fell from the same star, I however, no longer feel the music.
About the Creator
Angela Fosnaugh
Creative soul who loves to create through the use of words & I feel that my heart is full of words, waiting to be put together. After self publishing 3 books I want to get my work out for more to see it is indeed my heart & soul on paper.
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Angelic Collision
Our very first chapter started before we even took our first breath. Created to come together before our feet ever touched the ground. We prayed on the same stars, at the same time. Waiting, as we knew the other existed. The universe, providing us with exactly what we needed at the precise time, now grounded, the ego takes shape. You wanted who you didn’t need and needed who you didn’t want. We collided, formed from stardust, the light, unaware of the darkness that was now falling. Written in the stars, until we fell from grace but how do you write the last page of a never ending storybook?
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Turning Pages of Life
Life’s like a book — some parts are good, others not so much. Still, keep turning the pages; you might find the best chapter next. If someone hurts you, choose to forgive or just let it be, but never change who you are for them.
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