Self. Soul.
We learn to be completed by the presence of others
and the comfort of their existence in our lives
so bad that we allow ourselves to lose what’s real,
which is our souls.
We allow great risk of the heart to dent true
aspects of defining happiness which simply is.
The only way to keep finding ourselves
in vague challenges of love is to never lose
ourselves because we solely define it.

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