The Eclipsed Bookworm

High Expectations

Expectations overshadow what

could be if I broke free from what I imagine

love might be.

I apologize to all in the shadow of this bookworm's fantasy.

Perhaps I need to start prioritizing what I truly need,

so the love of my life doesn't pass me by because he was

eclipsed by a bookworm's fantasy.

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Sunglasses

Escaping reality in the world

created in these pages used to be the sun of my

life. Now it has become the moon blocking me from the

illumination I wish to be standing in.

Please let me free, but stay close by in case I need a little

shade from the blinding light of reality.

Escape should be sunglasses, not permanent darkness.