I dont know why, but your presence makes me happy.
Strong willed, and loveable.
Who knows why I'm doing this, you're a terrible influence yes
but it's good to be something I truly am, only for you.
Stop being an insperation to my mind, I cant blame you for staying on my mind.
You have others, and I dont mind.
I'm pretty sure I should, but really does it matter?
I dont hold your hand, stand next to you, or even kiss your lips in the public eye.
Not a Single affectionate touch we share.
So why should they know?
What makes it better is the lack of stones we wear,
no claim leaves open lines of others.
We dont plan to dedicate to each other.
But somehow we gravitate to each other.
Sometimes we go off the top of our own heads, but create a connection undenying.
I know we dont take each other seriously so technically we are both lying.
Eventhough we come together with a passion beyond ecstasy.
Theres always a place for you here.
but it feels like its with my heart.
And so I come to ignore it.
So dont forget to always love me
so I can love you back...
Fuck This......
VII/XXV/MMXVIII
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Arela.
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