Brittany

She is the illusive fox, and I am the hunter.

Like a book you can’t categorise.
Like a story you can’t summarise.
Like a song with no genre,
Like the words I can’t conjure.

You are everything to my heart,
Everything to my soul.
Like that one missing part,
You make me whole.

You’re the stories I’ve read,
The ones I wished true.
You’re constantly in my head,
I wish I was with you.