spit, mixed with dirt – muddy words flow
Sometimes I don’t understand Us
There are times when you are hot
And then you’re cold
I’ll hear from you every day
And then a week passes
You’ll respond to my art with enthusiasm
And then nothing
You push me to be more than I am
And then you get frustrated into silence
Your compliments make my heart soar
And then it’s similar words to someone else
Perhaps it’s my insecurity
Perhaps there’s nothing where I see something
Perhaps you’re just a nice guy
Perhaps I’m reading too much into things
Perhaps you have issues of your own
But we DO share a connection
And if you don’t care
Why say anything to me at all
Yep, sometimes I just don’t understand Us
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Awww This have so many feels. I wish I could tell all of this to The one 💜
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We walk a parallel path, don’t we? Ahhh love…
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We do. Love.
“Breathe Sigh”
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Great! Some untold speeches have got their perfect expression.
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Thank you.
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Relatable af man 😪.
Very nicely written though :’)
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