only if one could alter a few things to make shit work... knowing no ones perfect it would be so nice to let the heart feel worth... fuck living with a heavy heart having to walk away... even though there are details in each n everyone's design that triggers the ugly to become untamed... jus to reconfigure a piece here n there... allowing another to speak on what it would take so the heart can truly care... yet, true origins from deep will never come to the surface to play... always hidden until one day outbursts feel a need to reconstruct the gestures upon the face... with there being certain attributes that rub nerves the the raw ends of wrong... causing a sensitivity to live with a feeling of always trying to get along... as others cannot see what has not happened as of yet... missing the point of seems woven hasta have some sort of pattern so the comfort can snuggle to the pulse pumped from the chest... most never make it past a friendship that doesn't seem to go on... as from emotion the mind must pry them prior to self being torn... knowing the simplest touch from someone that has that spark has ignited a curiosity set free... jus to believe it to be a different outcome due to what words tend to leak... what if the correction could be shifted to the need of change that transforms another into what someone wants.?. not in an ex but in a reason to stick around bcuz one is safe wrapped in arms that trust... as the option is never natural so it must tic with time to find out... waiting with patience to witness a luv'r have characteristics self must live without... sucking beyond the expressions that follow the silenced tongues afraid to let them go... though in doing so it's felt as another loss as the mind roams alone... wondering if they knew what would shove the desire to want them away if they'd distribute to the struggle hope... n not jus go one with the flow that caters to someone else as false contributions are shown...
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