How?

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  How could I start to remove these feelings for you, knowing that a smile is all you need to do. It ropes me back in and convert me again, to a slave, to your glances and laugh.

  That gaze I wish to break free from, a bondage I can never escape, a rope is tied on my heart, and with each gaze and smile, it tightens still, so then, how can I say, that I'm done?

So is the water that runs through earth, whatever form it may take, it can never escape, it's unending concrete fate. Over and over the cycle begins and ends, this time I wish never to lose my friend.

  For to lose love and friendship is an entirely different thing, like a bird with two broken wings, it can no longer soar, no longer feel and taste the blue blue sky, a purpose it was supposed to serve, and with that it died.

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