too much...

having relations past a friendship is jus too much work... it's like having a weight to drag around always demanding worth... constantly being so needy the fun ends freedom to be self... n so many believe it to be healthy jus bcuz the comfort within depends on an other's help... as the rotation of faces leads to heartache attempting to force the feel... with a mindset of attraction being the key ingredient for the heart to never heal... continuously wanting to know where someone is at all times... when this n why that can cause one to lose their mind... don't talk to this person to even judging friends that have been around longer than relationships tend to last... n the thought process overlooks individuality like a shadow on a rainy day as if something of the past... neglecting the fact that it takes two to maintain a mindset healthy enough to make it... n then comes the matter of having to fake some shit... space being invaded by a stranger turned into someone that jus does too fuckin much... having no alone time when it's the only true feeling knowing why the smart ones do not wanna fall in luv... jus to left due to selfishness that seek something different... as that's when one realizes it was all for nothing wishing they could get back the time spent... it's a capture n release for the game of saying one tried... jus long enough for the sake of filling a void that settles in to life... n when it seems to be ok it really isn't... there's always something that keeps the mood from transforming into the distance... as what becomes in between two can never be the same ever again... feeling the presence of birds lifts the feel from the knees as fingers rise to an occasions that ran... running for shelter back into the solitude where a real peace of mind resides... n self of all things never hasta hide... free from the restraints that trap intent... it seems when giving to someone one isn't allowed to vent... for the volume of conversations are turned up n tones get distorted... n yet, this is what everyone calls proof of what need to be aborted... claiming only cowards don't have it in them to stick it out... when in actuality what's best for ones own is a moment where the lips do not havta make a sound... n listening to the silence is as pure as the harmony of a favorite song... without having to cater to what another wants to hear, so why belong.?.