Maybe it's the easy some of us luv... Unable to transfer emotion su easily from one to the next as if anyone can be felt when touched... As if what was meant not a thing past getting to know someone... With pages from a story written. From the heart left alone n torn in two senses of the word as a new chapter must begin... As faces change n names differ in sound when coming from within... Having depths reached just a few times until the shut down has nothing else to spare or give... As time spins n eyes look away from stares wanting in to see what lives... Dig they say bcuz they're not live the others... Yet if everyone heard is similar who's telling the truth of being more than a luv'r.?. Purhaps change is needed or persay self jus hasta stop thinking so much... Giving enough time to enjoy the presence of a new friend that's in no rush... Hoping to believe just once n it lasts longer than the hype losing again... Could it be the one in the mirror is so easy to get over when it's all said n done.?. When opened to be seen in rare form edge vulnerabilities allow the safe zone to ease up... It Just might be good thing to have a couple or so cone n go... This way we can learn to adapt to what makes us wanna fall into moans... Showing the same smiles prior relations has overlooked... With a thought of i ain't what anyone is looking for that needs to be shook... In the wake of worth. There's a slight chance we just haven't overcame ourselves to evolve mentally... Settling feelings as a second nature n putting ti rest the dary tales of destiny... Knowing there's not just one person who we can dive into for a moment to do more than dream... Eventually if we don't accept anything less than what we are the desire will find a way to breathe... After watching attachments fade n hands feel along their way in the dark... Resurrected with a tingle creating a fresh spark...
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