Wanderlust
At 14 I explored ever corner of my soul ,
I memorized every milestone, heartbreak and path that lead me to my being,
At 15 my world was overruled by the truth,
I knew nothing,
At 16 I had a fatal attraction who explored my heart,
He found nothing and left the pieces on the ground,
At 17 the attractions kept coming , only this one was fatal,
He explored my body ,
He opened doorways nobody was meant to go through,
He visited me for 2 years until I became his tourist attraction ,
I was finally closed for business,
I was lost,
I didn't want to explore,
At 18 isolation became me ,
until I met an adventurer ,
He showed me forests, rivers and beautiful flowers that were inside me,
I became a rose and he became the bee,
He showed me to regrow my fallen petals,
He loved every root,
He makes me explore my resilience ,
At 19 I learned to be my own map in every adventure.
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