I walked for miles, trying to find myself. One day while trekking, I found a new friend who joined my journey to nothingness. She willingly agreed that we’d find ourselves, even if she wasn’t lost. All throughout, she helped me find my real path. Along with what we’d found, I found myself falling.
We shared both sweet lips from the days and hot passions from the nights. Though as I let the words I felt, she grabbed and burned them. She told me about the last rule, we agreed on before we started our adventure, the one I forgot about. Nobody would fall.
Wasn’t rules were made for breaking? Unfortunately, I listened to myself and fell for love, yet she was there and she fell for the lust.