Haecceity

Fall Back

Isn't it strange how a simple task can feel so intimate?

And how a single moment feels so infinite?

How so few words can hold a bank of meaning

And how adapting to it is as subtle as breathing?

I hardly noticed the transition, only realized by the ending

That everything I had was in it, and my feelings went beyond a common interest

Damn...

And it was at that moment, I knew I'd messed up

I had to fix it, I couldn't get struck by love

Because...

I didn't even know what love was

It's a path I knew I had to disrupt, so I set my heart to self destruct

I apologize if you were in the wake of the explosion

But it was hopeless

I couldn't focus without my emotions lying dormant

I refused to become susceptible to the torrent of hope that flooded my bones

I just couldn't go with the flow

I had to shake out the doubt that maybe I was wrong

Cause deep down I knew the truth all along

Some people are made for it, but I'm not one of them

Life in a shell without any accompaniment

Is the best thing that I can think of accomplishing