I ask myself that question in every stop I make...I look at the very crowd next to me and hear them voices overrating what love means...how i define love is changing constantly...confusing because it is an on-going feelings that has always seemed so french to me
Sex?
What my brown eyes really see in sex is nothing more but a thrust and a moan of indescribable temporary pleasure that i may beg for more...yet it's failed to represent what I've been looking for.
I watched a woman was in labor today. Her screams and her marriage, and her life ahead of her...is that love in complicated form? I'm not into that scheme..never...i've broken the pattern of life that has been set for me..I've killed thousands of hopes people have put on me but i am not feel about about it because i dont find myself as a criminal for being who i really am...i am as innocent as your own claim...i've stopped run for answers and have given up with so-called confrontations for being gay.
What am i looking for?
Can i be more real to myself? I'm tyring to...i am not overobsessed with love and lifetime companionship...I keep the hopes within me but am not gonna whoring myself for a quick orgasm and superficial romance that most of them have to offer.
What I assumed as my first love gone..with a weak smile...it could've worked out fine...it left me a beautiful wound and a super warm friendship i hope will last forever...it makes me open up more to life and possibilities and take life easier.
Sex?
What my brown eyes really see in sex is nothing more but a thrust and a moan of indescribable temporary pleasure that i may beg for more...yet it's failed to represent what I've been looking for.
I watched a woman was in labor today. Her screams and her marriage, and her life ahead of her...is that love in complicated form? I'm not into that scheme..never...i've broken the pattern of life that has been set for me..I've killed thousands of hopes people have put on me but i am not feel about about it because i dont find myself as a criminal for being who i really am...i am as innocent as your own claim...i've stopped run for answers and have given up with so-called confrontations for being gay.
What am i looking for?
Can i be more real to myself? I'm tyring to...i am not overobsessed with love and lifetime companionship...I keep the hopes within me but am not gonna whoring myself for a quick orgasm and superficial romance that most of them have to offer.
What I assumed as my first love gone..with a weak smile...it could've worked out fine...it left me a beautiful wound and a super warm friendship i hope will last forever...it makes me open up more to life and possibilities and take life easier.
No comments:
Post a Comment