Our time was in Vain , it wasn't of this world, I could tell *** I was over the moon into him, however he was into the vanity. I could measure by the smile he didn't return, the emoji on his face that exposed he would rather be somewhere else; and by the constant staring on his phone, covertly I wish to be the nucleus of his attention.
I wasn't given credit either for a wack acting job, but he kept me in the books and he remained dear to my heart.
His words were mean but all I meant ws an impractical heart-to-heart.
Sometimes I wanted to scream but all I'd ws painful silence, I wish he'd seen my pitiful sobs and touch where its hurts? I prayed he looks up and see my tears buh all he did ws look down on my pride.
My sin w/ him was being excessively naive therefore he flawed me asinine. How could he be SO heartless?
I can't believe I didn't get cardiac arrested.
The chill of loss froze my skin,
my love went cold after the storm...
His fingers sends chills through my silver hair , least ws I bothered if he ws heir to the united world.
he ws warm and his smile ws alive buh the dead has no sense of humor,
He ws soft spoken and his temper breaks like the iceberg, my pride sinks when he first apologizes, I felt his loss coz I didn't look him in the eye... He kept pushing his luck while I kept starring at the missed calls from my phone,he ws reaching and he pays;attention, dinner, and the makeup-the distraction ws more satisfying.
His silence was so laud I could hear his heart screaming.
I ws an odd character but i bet he ws obtuse to process the odds against him...
-Tj.kwame