Elucidating Questions

Words they don’t read or understand. Hiding in nothing and no more messages there’s nothing else to say to the four.

Are you crying for or against fate and make up your mind to run in the other directions, but you’d never grace me with words.

After all, the unpretty, unimportant, unintegral, uninteresting, nothings

Don’t deserve the words.

To go back there was one, who knows who, maybe I tried to think it was him, but it wasn’t and we should have known not that he ever saw or would have cared

Of course there’s no plan this time, but every day the one hope is that something could go wrong.

After all one life or whatever, fates or whatever, but when faced with it they don’t want it.

It isn’t irony, it’s praying to God and when he shows up at the door saying

I have answers, ask me a question

And fingers pointed the world is his fault. And why can’t anyone just be and the description of what a perfect person would be

Putting up a hand and whispering

All I wanted was someone who could love me, so I could love them back.

The difference between romantic and platonic, picked the wrong words

I didn’t care, as long as lessons were learnt and contrition felt.

As long as we could feel connected to one another, as long as we could move forward and try to help.

As long as I could be understood, but that was an expectation beyond all others.

As long as I could love you.

But no, and the spirit still calls, and things are still felt and heard and screaming stay away

Doesn’t keep anything away.

So lucky to be able to unplug it and go. That we know nothing, I don’t believe you have felt this, and that no matter how much I love you

I’d never be enough anyhow.