Confidence appears to be a weakness in the eyes of those that cannot get in. As a defensive word or to about being broken is muttered into the wind. Seems when one is during enough to go at life alone is not seen as a individual done with the shenanigans. Rather it's gazed upon as a fear that doesn't allow the beholder to live again. The rejection tells on others who wanted the chance to become not just another face. The falling away speed their remarks of belittlements aimed at the corrections within self they haven't an idea of standing at gates. Yeah the shit gets lonely but damn if judgements don't eat up n accept they just ain't the one. It's a no harm no fowl situation where feelings arrive to the scene too soon for depths to go with the rush. Willingness hasn't a thing to do with just anyone will do when flying solo. Vibes have frequencies that attach themselves to anything from the crave or a fuck no. N only one had the capabilities to dig on without a resistance applied. N yet pack of comprehension to the facts had passerbyers walking away with hurts faces knowing reasons of why. Although self isn't out to mislead so the confusion is theirs in the making of they feel less than what they're worth. As their side of the interaction is more than considered at they're heard. Resulting with an arsenal or vernal suggestions that poke at a past self is no a part of. N the thought comes to mind that what would they say later on in the unwinding to get to know them if there was an actual touch of luv. Decisions claim moments that make or break the clinging of bodies come nightfall. As they retreat back into the world to gather themselves for another to find with an, at last.
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