“I am not a slave to you, I refuse. You do not manage my thoughts and actions.” I demanded. “The very need for those vocalizations, proves otherwise.” Bellows Uncle Sam’s Puppeteer.
God help me if I can’t stop thinking about you. And no one, can help see me this through. Aimless direction and no intersection. At times thoughts of you are at bay. How can I think this way? Oh, such a need. Lord help fill this void I long to feed. Where are my, comeContinue reading “Limerence “
I don’t cause a wrinkle or a sound. I prefer to stay low to the ground. Pay me no bother. My ruckus holds no honor. For you hold no conflict. Its just my insecurities, you found it. I’ll stay quiet and you get this round. Because I prefer to stay low to the ground.