There's always that someone who only makes their presence felt when everything is going great for you, then goes on to wreck your day and messes with your good vibes, deliberately
I can feel my intellect waste away as I try to reason with these kinds of people
You know the kind that makes a big deal out of the most trivial of matters
You can tell that they can't get themselves to think of anything else better to do
You can tell, they're only envious of you
Eager to tear away at you at the first sign of opportunity
Eager to see you go down their level, and beat you up with their stupidity
I'm just thankful that I'm fortunate enough to see through the facade, and understand them instead
I am lucky to have culminated the patience and character to stop myself from caving their faces in, and just say, "Have a good day!" and walk away

Pulling away, yet growing closer than ever.
A  lovely dilemma, we desire to ignore.
Apprehensive, we closed each others doors,
Holding on each others knobs with gusto.
Our hearts stopped spilling love, but our ribs are breaking.

Cold shoulders, warm chests.
Light years apart, our consciousness still collide.
We look away, but our hearts pump longing for each other.

A disturbing but necessary evil
Pain helps us appreciate love
The more you love the more you get cut
But I'd rather get cut than live a cold life
It's what makes love forever unsettling
Yet infinitely alluring.

I am not what I think I am and I am surely not what you think I am, but I will be the effigy of our collective interactions with each other.

Are you, conflicted? You shouldn't be, right?
I mean, we all fall into trenches in life many times over. Down there, you may find the meaning to your existence. Maybe, it may give you the answer that long eluded you. But, before you stumble into it, you need to decide if you'll choose to uphold the rules you bear, or be prepared to get out of it completely different.

I know. We already established what kind of disposition this is, but you know how dangerously intimate this can get out of control.

But, if you're aware, I guess all will be well, and everything is clear?

You already assured our mutual destruction
Circling back is like winding a broken clock
Return whence you came, leave me in peace

We overestimate ourselves on the wrong things, and underestimate ourselves for the right ones.

We manipulate ourselves to fail, yet we project our failure on others with righteous indignation.

Misfortune shouldn't come as a surprise, yet we still get "swept off our feet."