Nothing left...

It's sad when everything about them finally drifts away knowin they were someone u wanted to know n have around... The sinister shit does things to the heart that slows it's role to find the pieces that fit n shake by the vibrations sound... Goin through fazes willingly to know the doubt is neva second guessed with the knowin of self... Unbound by limits is the teeter that deciphers how to stop... In an honest attempt standin with the only friend that truly turned on yours truly as my own help... When there's nothing left n the move on occurs with a new face with more promise to be revealed... Knowin everywhere we've been still lingers as a moment in which we learn how to feel...