Shedding the feel...

When the thought of damn, so i really havta live without u rotates memories into a i must've dodged a bullet... It makes it easier to find the comfort needed to loosen up to a different outcome that seems foreign to the crave that once was set on useless bullshit... Allowing the heart to feel the pinch so it can awaken with a new hope more patient as the pulse is silenced for a better cause... So the purpose fades into a disbelief as immaturities only want to feel any ol thing that comes along to touch nerves paused... When the mind sorts through the confusion presented in ends with no handles to hold on to the slip it is a mental rehabilitation state... Letting go of even the sadness that feeds tears for self defines words that did not align with emissions faked upon another's face... With a reflection that chuckles with a whisper of this is it... Adjusting the goochie to resemble true depths coming from a darker void unable to reach two birds free to unroll with a flip... Slinging muted gestures at the similarities of others that remind the tingle of prior situations... Needing a fresh beginning with assuraneee being the center of worth's honest demonstration... After the fact of sighing in the middle of the night where chains have been broken... Closing the distance within an empty moment to resurrect peace knowing relations was a hiccup that lingered on the texture of devotion... Losing the one that mattered the most to the pitty that consumed the ache... N yet, we can still fall in luv with what remains in our freedom for the chaos has gone somewhere with the wind saying someone else's name, like, hey babe...