all i hear is u telling the next one in line the same shit u tell me... as i am even a repeated emotion that lingered from someone prior as an ex to be... with the exact words expressed ur tone delivers a sense of desire opened up to passion mimicking the thrill... as u seem to chase the exact replica that fits the silhouette crawling through ur thoughts at will...the visual display reminds me of a mirror image looking back at self... feeling my own lips adjust to a new pressing of kisses that somehow help... yet who are we in a moment when they pass like a stranger not wanting to be bothered.?. yeah it's a fresh start but it'll grow old n we're gonna be telling an other we don't know details outta trust for it's them in which we honor... at least for a lil while until the transformation of likes n dislikes settles in... jus like others that's come n gone as if they were never here to create a joy from within... leaving only a thought to provoke old feelings that should not exist... when will that split second tic that increases the space in between u n i as we say forever will be missed.?. changing for the better as we claim laughter that chuckles back as lies will only be redirected in time... once the feel loses it's presence to listen to a voice carried through the air... one that sounds similar to preliminary luv'rs that swore they cared... n with every single letter arranged to form phrases it's a replica of needs n wants leaping outta the mouth... so, where is it u wanna be standing in the now where the alphabet has no sound... muted to the heartbeat able to pulsate through the skin n reach for worth... not ever wanting to die as if luv itself can be heard... in the silence of a brief interaction that has a belief in touch... are we a has been or is this more than jus another lust.?. bcuz i can attend ur blabbering of what everyone up til now has had the pleasure to absorb until it was gone... what's so different to wanna dive in to me when the after effects is me being the one u jus don't dwell on.?. in a reality based mindset of witnessing who is before u that u have locked in on for ur own selfish craves... if tomorrow is to be, will u still be tasting my name.?. even our shadows change shapes the older we get... are u truly gonna be there at the end.?.
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