If I could only learn how to love that be a great accomplishment.
It’s hard to trust when you can easily be betrayed.
When an attraction is effortlessly attained.
I welcomed you with open arms only to be attacked like a prey.
Left me defenseless. With no thoughts and nothing to say.
Feed on my heart like a last meal; I tried to be faithful and tried to keep it real.
Lessened learned or lesson never forgotten… Shit I least you thought me something.
With every new status its easy to see, it’s love is what you’re missing. It can come from anyone, even me.
Lies and bullshit is all you know. So having trust. Is the hardest thing to grow.
Not knowing is what’s killing you. But don’t be scared. It’s also what’s killing all of us. But together is a new route and a new hope.