random.

i fall for him like i missed a step.
i front on him but he's too hard to forget.
i remember the shit he does...
makes me question am i blind to love?
he picks me up & fucks me sweetly
not much of a conversationalist
unless its about tattoos or seeing me.
i hate him.
but he loves my hate.
i try and keep distance.
but i need him near.
if we stopped talking i'd disappear.
he complicates the art of me.
he owns part of my reality...
and i could never go cold on love.
but i'll imagine i have.
sadly he makes my imagination.
i'd kiss him goodbye,
he says not for long.
but i'm afraid they could tell
we were fucking around,
i hope we hide this well.
it's like he shits on my heart but i forget
it whens he's near...
i'm far gone off this nigga wish he'd disappear.
my vision is clear but my mind is cloudy,
how'd i allow this shit to happen to me?
love come mysteriously but leaves devastatingly
luckily i'm in between...