for 2 ppl to be tog is of great affinity. i took awhile to understand the fact that one falls by accident, not on purpose. yet thanks to the quirk of fate, 2 ppl who care for one another gets confused. now dats wad we call love. believe it or not, i would say is one fat deal of rareness.

of wad is felt and characterised by emotions
is of hardwork not,
but heartfelt.

is of diff roles dat one plays dat not onli surprises but sees. u think u understand but hey, u're still u afterall, so wad makes u tink two diff ppl can feel exactly the same upon one fall.

when the begger is of whom i am,
the king is who i'd wished to be.
yet the hurting in the rich does not reflect in the eye.
so, be it,
i'd realised,
wanting and being is diff.
i'd rather the begger.

some lose ends are impossible to tie. feelings and emotions happen to be of which. dey say when a guy shed his tears, his heart has torn for real. ur folded hearts, i feel. and as i read wad she once typed, i still believe. both for real, fake i will not see. my choice of trust. my choice of thieves.

temptations,
are incontrollable.
but john smith,
i no longer choose.
wads the use of a pretty castle when i like not.
the rundown i reckon,
if its wad dat unlocks.
david jones,
smart move.
and mine i'd say i burnt.

; i'd nv obeyed the clock, my choice

ladies are capable of toxic jealousy. being selfish is den supported by that platform. dun talk to me bout money, especially the man of whom is so not urs. dun cheapen yourself. giving way is not my style. the angel she'll always be, so its onli my pleasure to be the devil to ward off demons lyk u. i dun mind the extra mile, so as long as u dun get to tag along, grins. u dun wanna mess with me, i'm capable of more. i dun just strategize, i win. don't try to use me, bcoz u'll be used w/o ur knowledge for when it starts u''ll be kept in the dark. this i promise u.

its not my fault that i have a long tail.
don't step on it,
and i'll snap not.

; my patience went poof