Irreplaceable...

Life is to irreplaceable to allow u to be interchangeable as the changing of ur face would look like someone else aging... I'm jus saying, not jus anyone is allowed in bcuz that dig doesn't make no fucking sense... That is too fucking tense... Interactions cannot fade as if ur boredom is still looking for ur fairytale based Knight... I have a choice in what I will n will not allow in my life... The features that are too rest in my mind is that of a friend not jus a luv'r on their way to an other as they steal pieces of me for a lil while... I can't feel it if ur attractions do not reside further down beneath the surface gaining the smirks that form smiles... Time is the one thing that is irreplaceable n no matter how deep eyes lust on the flesh of shallowness I'm worth more than careless acts... Plunging is for shit that cannot be flushed so going swimming in emptiness isn't something that touches happiness passed the feel of when are u gonna dip out n that's a fact... Tongues connected to minds that wrap the flava of the heart as the rarest motion to move in sync with... So that coming n goin of trial n error doesn't interest me much as it is me that wants to live... I don't get trapped by an insufficient passerby looking for the moment pretending luv is what pulls them closer to me without like being understood with everything they have to give... Real n to the point I enjoy being straight up no matter the outcome... Rushing what could remain flush wares on the trust taking away the fun once one goes dutch... All in behind the scenes isn't a game worth playing if passion doesn't feel as if I am the freak that brings u to life... I do not hide as I refuse to open the door for those that cannot comprehend the feel of my own sighs... There's things that triggers interest that flows with the stream of the beauty of creating luv... So what of us from ur point of view that verifies the perfect disaster of when n where we're to part as hands find someone new in relations feeling the drain between us rust.?. U see, there's no one else that steps in other than u as the one who's gonna remain for there is no other after me that will ever do... As they'd be the end of the seek n search waking to the mornings rolling into whoever it be that puts me to fucking use... There is no happily ever after for it is a past tense situation where the living in with the sway is the realest shit I've eva known... As even goofiness is mature enough to neva let go of what hands hold... I'm at peace with the single life as chuckles drift with ribs of neva looking back... Ur either here or u can get it in now n subject yourself into my past...