When the desire of love has vanished by one’s own shortcomings to see the future
Insecurities rise to the surface
To see if there is a match

How I had lost interest in people around
Intrigued I am now
Observing and noticing distinct papers and a photo picture in the booth of the train passenger

Someone must have wanted to see this person shine
Or brighten their day
The sad thing I was that in the eyes you could see fear
Reckless enough to lose everything

Afraid and painfully sorry for the price of grief they must pay
As if it were their own

Adore you,



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