Show me what it means to be in love
Because there is oblivion where ecstasy used to be
Show me how to know if i feel
For i no longer bleed when needles prick
If emotions still exist, help me pick mine
Fix the puzzle
Show me the bigger picture
Because the details no longer make sense
I used to think that i have it all in the bag
That i had it broken down to the basics
But it was i that was broken to pieces
Now i am trying to put it back into place
But the pegs dont match the holes
Let's face it
You do not complete me
At least not anymore, because i am not afraid of loosing you
No longer terrified by the idea of not having a place in your life
And definitely comfortable with your ghost
I have learnt to let life happen as it must
Where i would have persisted, i have learnt to let go
Because i want nothing but all the strings attached
Spare me the ride if you will not draw them taut
And if my heart still beat, amplify the rhythm i no longer hear
If live is still a thing, revamp ours before it is lost
*Orion-estesT*
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