Dominic:A forgotten image.

I would write about all about you. Write till the point of ceasing to focus.

I think you are the most beautiful thing not at all. I stay loyal. But it is a forgotten image.

The image of you is distorted and ruined all the same not in any manner by your words.
Its like there were two different people. The one who you were pretending to be by greating
and the true you and then the one I actually felt in love with who of course does not exist.

There is a forgotten image about a warning sign I missed. A forgotten image in the least.Of me drawing this.