Just Another Book

My love life

I thought I was the only one,

Desperate for love.

Not one to heal the soul,

But one that sounds great on paper,

Looks stellar on celluloid,

Makes a great story for grandchildren.

I was chasing the story

And that left me all empty

Because I failed

Numerous times

And never dared to chase again.

Now I think maybe

My way wasn't right

Well

I m not too bright.

I m not giving up hope

This time it will be dope

And lit af

Because

I m no longer chasing a story,

I m living it.