How is it that i could ever change the look upon your face when i clearly haven't got a chance? To redirect your eyes to what stand before you wanting to earn where it is i stand. As for your heart, who am i that's not seen for me to be felt? Is it i need to have a loss of words that fall short in regards to getting through as the beginnings of help? It's as if I'm orbiting around your thoughts that haven't me in mind. I sit n i notice the lack of intent like I'm less of what you expect in life. N idk if it pains me or a relief to know the truths as I'm in the middle of a tug of war. I've tried to witness myself by your side but it's mine that is empty in my core. As i feel over looked n sidestepped as a sideshow to untold hopes. N i do not believe i am what you say for your voice doesn't match your heart alone. Days go by n nights loosen me to be on my way. Drifting in the dark just to see your face as the light of day... Feeling a collapse of memories never made to make it by tomorrow's rise... As my patience mingle with the discouragement of worth to whom as i reside... To cater to the unknown outcome waiting for you to open up to me? Or fade with the feel letting go as if it never wanted to grasp our combining dreams? If i may ask, what is it behind your eyes that you think is gonna appear? Like some sorta magical poof to grind your gears.
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