It’s…

Doing it all for the end to tell the heart it’s ran it’s course. It’s all for nothing once the moment fades into emotions being lured. Just to sit still long enough with time grind away with memories never made. All bcuz thoughts get caught up in a past that has been lived that paved the way. With tears that release the pain that wasn’t spiced to be. Life continues as the smile understands it’s all a phase placed in a dream. To be remembered if it matters to the now after moving on. Falling back in luv with self as the long missed norm. Things change in trails that find errors in others. Helping the one within evolve in more ways than just being someone’s luv’r. All of it is merely a learning curve awaiting the lesson at hand. On a twisted reality where the solo act makes a stand. Establishing a worth prior to another go around with depths exposed. Knowing it’s a desperation to keep counting on hope. So the focus gathers a better sense of what it’ll take to redefine the outcome that awaits. It’s all in the way the awakening rises to the occasion for a friend to gain. In a mental aspect of protecting the most sacred details hidden beneath the surface. Never to return to the feeling of believing it’s all worthless. As finding a belief in anything other than the image in the mirror is the hardest thing to do. Or ain’t easy to overcome the attachments that shattered use. As it’s not anyone else’s fault why we sit them outta getting close to us. When we stand at the line of trusting someone and whispering, “ Fuck luv”. There’s a defining thought that lingers in the mind. Remembering what to avoid if ever it tried to pretend not to lie. It’s all to become who we are. Periodically allowing the feel to dig into the heart…