fucked ya first...

Once I'm gone I don't know what I'll do. There's just some things that in my mental balance that's so confused. You're the piece that brought me outta who I thought I was. From first sight years ago I fell in luv. As the source of you voice never calls. As I'm here waiting on my imagination to stop climbing the walls. And I tell my heart you're only finding yourself and you'll be home soon. But I know once I'm gone we're no more than a poof. A dust cloud blowing by in a memory that cannot hang on to the good times tucked away. Sad thing about it is there's no other in the way you have that's changed the feel of my face. I do, for you, for there's an us in the balance fading. All that's needed is words followed by the truth of acts in the making. Just speak and tell it in your version of who I am. Come touch me with your hands. Bcuz once I'm gone, I'm gone. And I get back to who I am I'm done with everyone you allowed to go wrong. But for now I'm hanging on until I've had enough. Until I truly say, " fuck luv".