And a little more than you would have ever expected

Isn’t it always true?

That life was something we always experienced a new

Define me anyway you can, or cannot

I’ll tell you where the line begins

Start again with no borders

Or be begot

We can see the world without your ****** edges

Death splits hairs

We split meanings

Come inside be within

Don’t be and be left without

Find a reason to your life that doesn’t harm

Grow

Cut off your friends, family, and yourself

Be left to the dirt

To grow something not worth ****

Hopefully amongst yourselves

There’s something good that we can’t be left without

Will she be ready in the real world?

Dimensions phase in and out of our times

In phrases

How can it be that she is so ready for me?

Does she already know?

Man is made for woman
I try to remind myself

But it always surprises me
That anyone could ever be in love with me

I’m grateful for the fact that she’s just like me

A little bit confused and looking for the same things,
But at opposite ends

I’m still finding the means…

I’ll be reminded again

Life has it’s purposes:

Controlled: worthless

In Control: worth it