Concealed wants of hugging her during loud rain,
Bed warmed, holding us together.
We’ve changed, we’re supposed to and there’s nothing critically wrong,
Hoping to hold her in silence while reviewing damages, repairs from lack of focus while living these days,
I cannot repair myself without silence, be here but can we invite silence around?
Deviations from higher plans,
I don’t know why she remains but if she wants a better man I need time to recharge mental batteries,
Figure why I choose to breathe.