These words flow easily onto a page, but the right ones never seem to leave the cage to facilitate change entrapped capped emotions deep thoughts flowing endlessly like the ocean a bottomless abyss I think you might be the lasting bliss to my situation the brightest color in the spectrum that keeps me in this current location in the company of contemplation thats intertwined with a debilitating hesitation from what I've learned the forecast isn't usually good sometimes words just get misunderstood the reaction of rejected feelings often are depleting which leads me to question why the heart continues to keep beating well its moments like this im glad it didnt miss a beat a leaking fixture reciting hieroglyphic scriptures your the only one I see in my picture the truth is the butterflys persist held in detention I wonder if you have any idea how you have my full attention why pretend I'm lookin for more than a friend just realize I'm not trying to be your beast of burden......
