Fractured Love
- Ernest Mcmillian
- 1 day ago
- 1 min read

Our love is crazy, it’s “contagious!” I keep asking myself why am I drawn to the insanity. You love me, then you hate me, “I feel like I’m imprisoned inside these endless cycles of vanity.” I’m just a loner, trying to navigate through the confusion, just to find you hidden inside a beautiful illusion. You took my hand, guiding me to parts unknown, playing with my psyche, until I found myself living in your home...dam! Yet, among the confusion, I feel like I can weather this storm. Am I crazy? Because now I can see you on my arm, walking down that aisle to a future unknown. Or maybe it’s just my fears of dying alone.
Truthfully, I want a better life for us, to plan and to dream. Maybe even have a few kids, to finally live, to breathe! I know the past was unkind to us, but that doesn’t mean we can’t have a future that’s bright. We’ve been in the dark for too long, so why not move towards the light!
Sincerely, E The Dreamer




