That next phase of tryin to find that joy comes around bcuz everything comes to an end... Leavin the memories to sort themselves out through time as it realizes who's who's friend... Like chapters in a book no one cares to read as life keeps goin on n bonds are made n broken by moments... Findin not everyone will be around to see how the story unfolds as life is spent... Meetin new people along the way through relations that linger on with us as it's said of what was... Feelin different individuals here n there that make a difference in the short amount of time they stand beside us in luv... We all know changes take place n we wind up reinventin fresh ways of emotion to live... As if it's jus a series of events with friendships shared that somehow jus didn't make it into a new version of reality tucked in between the ribs... As faces show up that mean the world to us wantin them to stick around n awaken to somethin so rare... Enjoyin the mornings with them flush against us in which no one else could ever compare... Yet it's in who we are that stands in the middle of separations that proves we were nothin more than friends havin a great time... N as we come to new temptations in our legacies we correct the things that truly neva had a chance to last as long as we wanted them to n that's the facts of life... Hopin one day we come across someone in which we click with when we're out jus doin our own thing... Bouncin back n forth from fling to fling... Always thinkin back from time to time of how in the fuck does something so good go so fuckin wrong... We enjoy others in a way there's an attachment we refuse to let go of until it losses it's feel after so long... N to wonder why will only tare us apart if we cannot accept the terms n conditions of the mind that changes course... N yes the heart will follow whatever jus cravin the experience to hold someone close enough as comfort eases a sigh wantin more... The storyline switches up even though we become dependent on a friend to luv us bcuz we get use to havin then around... Goin from strangers to the best thing ever as it turns n goes down a road that has no sound... It's not a rebound kinda thing but a mission when ready to find out who is who as the mind decides to go along with the passion waitin to be had... Tryin to master luv by allowin it to act upon how it truly feels on both ends of relations so it'll for once last... Jus flippin pages with the read along of time well spent is somethin that folds creases to our favorite past times bcuz they give us the notion that it comes n it goes... Thing is it's how we interpret the situations at hand that helps us learn how fragile sharin life with someone really is a flow... It's either we're sinkin or swimmin bcuz we cannot do both... N if we need a savin we haven't become worth the effort n someone will always wind up gettin hurt... There's nothing like seeing another look atcha with fire in their eyes for ya jus to watch them drip as they walk away... It's that sizzle that sux knowin things coulda been different as the episode is over n no longer on display... Climbin from within jus to feel someone else touch us somehow in a different way with so called purpose... Neva wantin to become to them in time the definition of worthless... We write our own fate everytime we get excited by that breath of fresh air that brings us back to life... Jus find it within u to neva dwell on what couldn't or wouldn't stick around to see us live happy by their side... Walk n step with every movement u get the chance to figure n find out what's real n what's fake... Nothin ever remains the same...