Getting that impulse again
Can you blame me?
I keep losing friends
I'd rather feel something than nothing
It's part of my risk-taking nature
always a surprise when it backfires
Infatuation burning so fiercely
Just waiting for it to go sour
Only question is, will it be my fault
or because I lost serotonin
Did I say the wrong thing?
Can't tell that I'm weird until I see their reaction
I really try to be a romantic
Find a love, just like the movies
Always so lucky
Love at first sight, every time
Just my thirty soulmates
and me
That's love
its meant to be
About the Creator
Hufflecup
I want nothing more than to dedicate my life to writing, so I figured I would start here to test the waters. I will be submitting stories to as many communities as possible.
Fangs of Light
This story is a continuation of the Tales of Ezok that began in "The Precipice." Reading this story and its companion "Whispers and Whisps" is not required to enjoy this story, but they will each add layers to the character we see here and I would be remiss to not mention them at the very least.
By Stephen A. Roddewiga day ago in Fiction
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