Of false hopes and own feelings,
Of not disappointment and lack of judgement,
Of entertaining our own hearts in seeking the signs we choose to see
Deliberate but even our own minds can't tell them apart
Deleting truths in hopes of gaining false reality,
Of hearts beating ever so slightly for each other,
But not enough to be acknowledged,
Of hearts losing sync and interests suddenly not worth dwelling over.
Of the end of us.
The end of you.
Wednesday, August 30, 2017
No longer matter to me
Wednesday, August 2, 2017
Tuesday, August 1, 2017
Heart vacancy
i see you inching closer
i feel your heartbeat line up with mine
do you see my brain peaking with hypersensitivity over your every move?
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