All they can see is how pretty u are... As i sit back n wonder if you'll ever find the comfort to fill ur heart... With a goodbye stare that's strong as fuck... Always coming up empty handed willing to give into luv.. With ur patience in hand damn near strangled to death... I feel that shit bcuz u remind me of myself... Following wandering eyes that constantly stare all around for the next best thing... I've seen how u witness others making shit so difficult they make it hard to breathe... Yeah i get it... When lips don't taste the same way they once did.. I see them wanting to fall for ur curves... Having no true intent to give passion any kinda worth... N as soon as it starts the end comes along way to soon... Locking self behind closed doors to hide from the moon... N all i can think is how ur whole demeanour tells ur truths... Changing ur facial expressions that reflect on ur bodies motion calling a truce... Trying ur damndest n fed the fuck up with all the illusions of depths never reached.. All bcuz no one seems to comprehend the difference between wants n needs... Stuck to ur physical presence is attractions that can't fill the void... I've noticed how u tend to only fuck with boys... It shows how much u hate how others cling to nothing more than ur beauty... Unable to wait on the skin bared in its nudity... U ain't never been touched by a use that'll never let go... One in which has interests in hoping time goes every so fuckin slow... Lures fucked up i know... How u can unload yourself to be seen time n time again... Yet become a fixation to those wanting some eye candy n claiming to be ur number one fan... Being reintroduced to a stranger u thought u knew... Auth a brush of the hand once ur through that gestures shoo
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