it's ok, to be left alone
but what if, we are still close.
no closure no condone.
what he wants, god knows.
still, in the same house, nothing thrown,
he caresses me it doesn't feel gross.
love is still there but trust is gone.
Does it Matter to any of us?
As none of us initiate to discuss.
he was there at my highs and at lows.
what made him change and his heart stone.
maybe things change long before, it was me who drone.
whatever it is, however, it flows, together we become strong.
I will try and change my tone,
try to make this house again love zone.
Sep 8, 2020
Sep 8, 2020 at 1:36 AM UTC
it's ok, to be left alone
but what if, we are still close.
no closure no condone.
what he wants, god knows.
still, in the same house, nothing thrown,
he caresses me it doesn't feel gross.
love is still there but trust is gone.
Does it Matter to any of us?
As none of us initiate to discuss.
he was there at my highs and at lows.
what made him change and his heart stone.
maybe things change long before, it was me who drone.
whatever it is, however, it flows, together we become strong.
I will try and change my tone,
try to make this house again love zone.
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