…abandoned curves
…why do i feel so obsessed in loves’ crave?
the average soul wouldn’t understand the depth of me anyway-
so the over extend of kindness would confuse and send them away-
i fear no one grasping the heart i carry-
i fear no one getting me;
but i refuse to chase-
as i am the dotted rainbow- rare as can be-
silly boy-
all these beautiful abandoned curves-
so lonely and untouched- year upon year- day upon day.
waiting for you-
my heart aches- can loneliness kill you?
im so different- my mind is designed so differently-
i hope you’re patient- i pray you love the me i am-
where are you?
damn it hurts 😞.
kb