Emptied out...

The excitement isn't efficient. N when it is lifestyles aren't equivalent. When it's a fit one seeks to need the lasting to remain. When there's a few good ones that'll help emotion escape. N yet situations just haven't that alignment for the heart. As the thought process put in place guidelines so desires can find a spark. The thrill is gone. That eagerness to crave another as time goes on. Witness to those who would mingle every so nicely. But there's a resistance due to certain attributes that aren't timed precisely. Others aren't on the same level mentally n it's a shame. Bcuz if they were the imagination would engine then into the flame. As eyes are opened to see what's free from prior burdens as they linger in life. Willing to adjust with an open mind. Factors are the issue when waiting on a friend to come along. If there not considered relations eventually go wrong. As red flags are triggers to the ugly side of self. So to have patience is truly what's felt. Securing what bad things hurt the most. As tongues flip viciously in a chance to laugh at the roast. The lesson has taken it's toll on how to approach luv. N like is the key to enjoying such. Although many would fill in n live happily ever after. It's just there's more to a good time when lost in the laughter. Will they protect the friendship at any cost? Are they able to check self from lashing out when smiles come to pause? Shits deeper than the flesh that's deceiving in its own. As the anticipation is weakening from the display of others shown. They seem not to be looking in the mirror so they know they're the real deal. To think of who self is so they're worth the feel. The enthusiasm just isn't there where looking from a far. The type that awakens me isn't anywhere healed with scars. Whether they're taken by someone else or distant from the fingertips. I'm so long I haven't felt a comforting set of lips. The passion isn't in it when I do try. There's always something that jumps out as I become the bad guy...