Still standing... Waiting on that friend to come walking by... Not being able to look away... Entertaining a new addition to life... Awaiting is patience of who may not take a stroll after all... Hurry one too many times... Drifted... As until then the walls will be climbed... Knowing alone is the possibility... Officially solo dismissing time in regards to luv is in the mind... For emotion builds a nest to grow with a lil tlc... Until the day I die... I wait... I correct... I know it can go either way... Considering what's best... Mature n to the point of no return... Feeling me pulsate in my fuckin chest... Ok with living in my own... At least my best friend is with me n was worth the moment to invest... So lonely isn't an option... Having no real time for guests... Truth be told, it's whatever will be... But the thought of it is glorifying none the less... To feel someone come undone... I'm jus saying it be fuckin nice to grab some grips... Loosening up n listening to steps goin side by side... As the rhymes slip...
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