who in the fuck wants to face letting yet another friend go.?. wasting time on the rush of emotions that claim to have finally found home... listening to the pain once they walk away speak... to have that one person attachments clung to leave... what's the point of relations when everyone flings them to the side as another lesson learned.?. when voices in the middle of luv aren't heard... catering to ones own selfish wants n needs... ok with saying fuck it standing before what used to be... allowing it to slip from the crave that changes in time... why in the fuck is it an attraction to come n go without a friend made that'll last outside the mind.?. as the fuel chars the memory in a loss the one day is too vague to remember... as if tongues never meant words that become dismembered... losing the taste of lips that once was the flavor of life... where in the fuck does the nerve come from to ignore timeless sighs.?. whispering what the fuck when alone like the disbelief is unreal... as the fade happens in plain sight when the heart begins to squeal... fighting to remain jus for the end to come n take it all away... when nothing ever stats the same...
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