Lettin em go...

The one thing self can't have is the time it takes to know a friend is in the making of more than hoping... Tends to turn out the demand of gimme just before the name calling is as impatient as the selfish luv twisting emotions coping... It's never about slowing the moment down to relate to the surge wanting to live... When it's a comfort to last sought out as strangers wanna attempt what they say they have to give... All being the same ol feeling losing their mindset of how to find distance in the soace in beaten bodies su the heart can sigh... Poof, goes another memory cut short of a later in life hand in hand due to the now or never kinda mine mine mine... So it's a life of wonder that jus doesn't seem too fit the mood... As eyes gander at other things the the exterior beauty that thinks it's jus so cute... Too soon is a thing no one tends to relate to... As words clsim so much juts before the now is the walking away from a so called friend cut loose... Sad in a sense is emotion never truly getting to dig in to the who that never had a chance to come out n play... Placing yet another face in the collection of those who jus couldn't comprehend the true gain...