It's hard to lose someone who was supposed to be forever to a lifestyle of substances... N to repeat relations a couple times more one tends to forget if the feeling having resistance... The healing process is unreal if even one of them was truly felt the way the one was... Cooking the heart to have to move on with crush sections knowing ur friend is lost to the feel of ur luv... Watching from a distance as every ounce of hope drains thoughts... Exhausting the expressions you'd not every wanna use again due to it hurts to even pause... As no one understands bcuz they go through the routine breakups they get over quick... It's like seeing a face that never turn around n smile again as long as life remains clinched... Missing the way a friendship was the real thing interrupted by the unexplained... Falling from the distance is self correcting being on with a lil time to gain control n move with the change... Having to live comes back around when it's good n ready as traces longer as new faces find convo... Rolling over to empty ends of beds in a regular unable to open up after being solo... Until the final touches become comforted with walking to to feel of not needing anyone the way send used to back when happiness had its groove... Knowing there's a choice in who gets in as there's always one who defies the odds n crawls behind the wall so allusively loose... As a decision must be made to allow them to stay... Talking with mirrors n walls for a promise reminded passion of the way eyes change... Wanting to believe no matter the past it took to revive the beat of the pulse... N as self stands in solitude pacing without what's touched the core the mind rolls on both ends of the cause... Thinking they're gonna pass if the acceptance cannnot once again want the thrill to be held... In the trial of what's hides is the truth if provoked by the right one walking by as the heart melts...
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