Ignorance is bliss.
A statement that remains
A conflicting struggle with me.
Because I believe it is to an extent.
But my adaptation to this indifference Could just be a slow surrender.
And here I was, keeping my heart tender.
Now my heart is callused
And the pattern between us
Is carelessness.
Here, I gently forfeit.
Jul 2, 2018
Jul 2, 2018 at 2:20 PM UTC
Ignorance is bliss.
A statement that remains
A conflicting struggle with me.
Because I believe it is to an extent.
But my adaptation to this indifference Could just be a slow surrender.
And here I was, keeping my heart tender.
Now my heart is callused
And the pattern between us
Is carelessness.
Here, I gently forfeit.
