Interlude Behind The House

Notes weren’t written in conditional ink, so I don’t understand how I’m holding you back, guess you want time to be free as if you’re restricted here

It all disappears, all is temporary

Lovers to strangers with many possibilities, no one has love like an anchor says he who is searching, hurting

Exerting loving energy to blocked receptors if the answer is maybe don’t even bother, death is certain, do you want to have my hand or walk, what are we

Relationship maintenance among fighting for our lives, walking dead.



Is love temporary too,

Point of living dying confused?

Asked by, the hurting heart.

What are you thinking about after reading this?

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in: Logo

You are commenting using your account. Log Out /  Change )

Google photo

You are commenting using your Google account. Log Out /  Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out /  Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out /  Change )

Connecting to %s

This site uses Akismet to reduce spam. Learn how your comment data is processed.