I Was Happy Being Me

I was happy being me.

Just the way I was.

I believed I had me fully figured out.

I was in love then, captivated to say the very least.

But now I am beguiled by the layers I find myself peeling off each and every day.

Dear me, I look forward to more sweet surprises.

I have yet to discover.

Pardon my lack of rhyme.

Just right here having a good time :)