It’s been a while
It’s been a while, it’s been a trial, it’s been some years, I’m full of fear
All things may seem rudimentary, simplistic, an unlikely entry
But yet to me its raw, it’s a constant tour, of memories, of tragedies, of broken thoughts all full of hearts and aspirations but you forgot to mention, I was just a Brunson burner, just a learner to experience the indifference of my own Insignificance
I want it to be my age, like I was stupid and the actuality of Cupid, was so insane, my love was innate. My intentions lost, in a sea of loss. But the words escape me, to facilitate what may... be..
Jesus Christ when will I know?! when will I feel good about how my body flows?
It doesn’t feel the same, since you left it, since you wet it, since you sensed it
Please let it be the memories instead of the actuality of what is to be.
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