A non-poetic ode to SELF ~ journey of losing onself
You were impulsive and immature to comprehend the depths of life and living. Though, you were pure and surreal. You were purely into loving the person, whom you fed in. You seeked recognition, attention, love, kindness and respect from the one, whom you imagined to love you the most. But the reality was something else, which you couldn't see through. That person was your utmost aim of eternity. You believed, he resided in your core, and the definition of ' you ' was incomplete without ' him '. You were so into him, blindly loving his toxic kisses and teratogenic intimacy. You were drowning into the sea of deception, where the charisma of his persona deceived you every second, making you fall for him every micro second. You were enjoying the saddistic pain offered to you. And finally you managed to become the core example and the phenomenon, which can be gladly explained with the darkest concepts of ' Stockholm Syndrome '. You were comfortably loving the sub...