what if i were to wake up in your bed? no longer wondering of belongings of where i wanna rest. even if we agreed emotions aren't part of the deal. let's say i felt comfortable enough to lay with what's real. moving to adjust my arm stuck under your head. when you awaken, would you wonder why i pull you into my chest? what is the chances of attachments once a few times over have come to a norm? do we avoid the makings of friends evolving into more? twisting the situation into a do not return way of life. accepting too far has over stepped enemy lines. as cutting loose the thrill as a must. to move on to the shallowness of what was us. if we accidently came to realize we have a deeper depth. reaching for the surface upon the lips feeling every breath. would the end of our moment free us from a brutal betrayal yet to occur? saving ourselves for someone else's worth. when we said hanging is ok with stipulations put in play. did u mean we could never gain more than a grope that eventually fades? whos' to tell a story that hasn't been lives? why the rules if we don't hold our word that forgets? do u think we'd ever look back to this thing we do as something let go too soon? if we disturbed the mood. changed the arrangement of us just wanting to live for a bit. reflecting on it as damn, but fuck it.
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