Day One

Shaded off, while I burn with hatred.

Love is...kinda overated.. 

 

Wanna be concentrated on your concerns and yet you still manage to push me away -

 

 Remain standing firm long after the flares have met their fates.

 

The pride stays , my heart pumps alright knowing damn well I won't be able too sleep at night. 

 

 Tick & tocks owe no one, so why does it fly away?

 

The pattern keeps going.

Apparently this pitcher won't be our offspring.

 

I'm stalking... It's way too often.

 

Every double tap I still double lap.

Whiskey always whispering too me to double back.

 

 Chicken strips and Cognac.

I wouldn't mind giving you my lunch ticket back when we kids. Remember that?

 

Crazy how time flip.