Tracing every inch of every word we never shared.
let these two feet carry me into the arms I longed for.
I tried to keep this brief to you
left response for the unwanted.
It's a topic, unoriginal and lacking control.
It collapses world and collides with self.
Everytime we heal we know the hurt still lives in all, but heart.
I knew the eyes that saw the unraveling when we weren't necessity,
because of this mind without consequences
I'm still tracing steps with light on faults