Wednesday, April 15

# 225

everytime you pull me close
the heart skips a beat.
the heart wants to keep skippin' happy like this.

then we're alone apart.
used to be an exaggeration definitely not now.
in a merry-go-round it plays on your trust
and my solitary existence,
i cannot run into your arms but i cannot runaway from you.
left with no room for negotiation
i can only sigh: Influence is pivotal.

ditch those glistening eyedrops please.