Maybe

I am in love with the idea of love
Of having someone to fill in the blank space
So when we finally met
And things got uncomfortable
It was easier to runaway
To pretend all the texts do not exist
To erase you from my system
And to return to the thing I know best: solitude

Maybe ...
I am living in the fox's world
Where one can enter once they tame me
Or in the world of Arabian Night
Where relation is built on curiosity
Of being attached through riddles and mysteries