And its true we are immune;

There’s a slight chance of sunshine on an overcast of being used for the ‘same old same old’ thing. Clarity and reality taking over her gasp as if it was her only oxygen; just say what you need to say? It seems as though it’s got nothing to do with feelings anymore, fabricated evidence that he cared, a dubious gift from the subconscious and she is ashamed to admit that ‘you look nice’ meant everything.

She does not make no big deal. But break, my heart, my darkness. I must hold my tongue I must bite my lip. How can I light up the darkness? I like the darkness. Darken the light.
I fall face first into something I can’t get my hands around. Your expectations? Keep them. And there she was – skipping over the ocean like a storm. One gasp away from a hurricane and one lightning bolt away from slitting your throat.
You found hope, you found faith?
You found out how fast one can take it away.

Who would think it would take this long to realize what was missing. The one piece of the so called puzzle that it supposed to hold you together. I’m not looking for it tomorrow but I’m not forgetting it, I’ll never forget it. My expectations aren’t held high at all, besides tomorrow never comes. Today becomes yesterday, days become weeks and weeks become years. Waiting is something I never planned on doing and I never thought I’d have to wait for this. But I will never forget it, what all made me miss out on and only through pain we find the truth of whom we really love and hate.

I’m over waiting, what’s done is done and I’m old enough to realize what really goes on behind closed doors.
No more waiting.
In cold blood I was crazed at the thought it was what I needed; now it’s the only thing I don’t want.
Your love? Keep it.
Don’t worry, its not loaded.