jus going with the flow tends to sidestep memories never made...
knowing it only takes a single choice to enjoy the company of a familiar face...
as strangers are kept at bay due to the comfort self finds all alone...
there is no hard times or frustrations fro expectations that hurt living solo...
friends talk of how self should give in n accept someone instead of pushing them away...
picking at flaws n uncertainties that linger of a no go zone as attachments are afraid...
jus allowing life to happen finds a joy without the changing within...
able to be who lives beneath the surface is what creates the unforgettable grin...
lost some say to the feel of touch is the going on as a waste of time...
having so much to give but never witness to an other who can gather through their minds...
as luv seems to be a forgotten art for emotion carelessly leads the way...
becoming abrupt with outbursts inflicting pain that will reside in the memory obtained...
jus to roll over into the knowing f enough is jus that, done...
losing the mental aspect bcuz passion went untamed n ran off with a loaded gun...
immaturity on a different level of a piece of mind rotates through thoughts that never makes sense...
so it's whatever until the day the heart doesn't need sheltered from foes pretending not to be past tense...
doing what comes n goes on a daily so true intent can be seen as a peaceful sought out dream...
n if it never comes to be, then time will still be the one thing that gives a chance to reality...
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