they are given to someone that neva deserves it... puttin in work tends to find the outcome of it jus wasn't worth shit... bothered by the facts is the knowin that an other will receive what self gave all to have... often wakin up in a lonely bed feelin that unjustified abandonment touch what will forever be sad... with thoughts of them actually tryin to have relations with an individual somewhere else... as the feet hit the floor past a moment in time to be felt... rememberin what it was like to hold them in their dyin need... as ithe show goes on without them is what makes it damn near hard to breathe.. findin the heart jus doesn't wanna be touched by jus anyone that comes along... for it's been there as luv'rs fled with their best given to what could be another sad song... as in a distance eyes follow them as facs come n go on both ends... thinkin somehow their visual connection through sight refused to see a friend... n as time slips beyond the emotion that was once shared it doesn't hurt as much... healin takes place n redefined as strangers no longer in luv... it's the memory that asks what the fuck did i do to be sidestepped... forced to live with the facts that truths linger in depths... waitin on that one person to show character in how none of them were eva gonna want what the mind has let go of... jus wantin who it is inside to give them what they couldn't find as well within the gesture of the touch... bests clean house as there's lil to no recollection of any prior relations that went astray... even though times seems so long before they get here as it hurts to even say any of those in the pasts name... as they turned n walked away to give to somethin new what was damn near had... simply jus tryin not to imagine how hands feel them in the same sense as passion was spent to wind up in the darkside of the mind as pieces of them are no longer intact... seems they get dismantled as life goes on... neva seen in the same way after they have ripped open what's been torn... it's only every known again a few things feel the need to remind the present that they are no longer here... somewhere in between them, livin jus wants to find who it is to help us forget what once was as the heart has no more fear... as selfishness of wantin to be the only one to reach for them is put into actions as they accept they're is no other... as the one who gets the best set to the side as what has built up is neva smothered... correctin a way of life... mornin noon n night... as bests find a fresh meanin to give with true intent.. no longer teeterin the fence...
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