Devastated and then resurrected.
A pitiful cycle rides him over and over again.
You seem so uninterested, but it's all he has to go on.
Shuffle your schedule, but repeat your playlist, when will he realize what's going on?
Relying on others for cooperation and confessions.
Crying on the shoulders of men who laugh at his ignorance.
The veins of his thoughts run with you and you're always in the recess of his mind.
Hold your breath and make a wish.
Don't ruin your innocence.
Morse code for the deaf lets him breathe easier.
Blind replies keep him smiling.
Do your nights grow dull?
He doesn't scream, he doesn't yell, but he wishes he could.
If love is blind, he tripped over his walking stick and knocked him into you.
What do you think?
It's not there, but it's close enough.
Delay
Delay
Lap
Delay
Stop.
It's close enough. For him. For me.
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I really like this one
like everything else yo write
you have an amazing writting style keep it up ol'chap :P
But here u go u get the *props* lol :P
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