I heard of a puddle of a woman sitting on your floor
Is it just me that thinks you deserve a little more?
or maybe it's me that should allow my feelings grow cold?
all I know is that this is getting old.
I walked away from you in the past
dark thoughts to you, dark spells I could cast,
and despite that I bestow a little(love?) grace.
maybe I should just chew off your self satisfied face.
But in all my hopeful honesty I wish you were here with me.
soft and sad and optimistic emotion
I believe the stars fortell our spark is already in motion.
but
you need to know I can chose not to feel this way
I could manifest distance and that way I will chose to stay.
so my dark and smooth and kind sweet friend,
for now the door stays open and my (love?) patience I chose not to end.
you still are my rock and savior and trusted twin flame.
at least our friendship will still remain.
so grow a brain.
©flailing
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