Funny
enough the way we love each other makes those on the outside looking in even
thou they don’t get us jealous, what have they can’t move it they can’t shake
it we gave them the ingredients could not cook it or bake it , even if they got
it they couldn’t take it the intensity
would break them to us it sweet poetry to them they fall like gravity, the sweet
contradiction of the “us we evolve together but the “us” never changes, some
days it so sweet we feel like first time falling in love strangers…We are that passive aggressive ,over flow and bountiful but not real excessive , i will give you my all i wont take lessness... can i tell you something your precious ...
Woman I don’t ever want to get used to you , the
problem with people who get used to anything is that they take it for granted
and stop taking care of it, they become blind to its uniqueness to what makes
it special what makes stand out from the “that something about you” that makes me thirst after you and craze the
taste of your lips the feel of your body the sound of your voice the bad jokes
that tell in the hope I hear you laugh …. I don’t want to get used to you, i dont want to lose conversations with no words, long walk and talks and for those moments the wold disappear and nothing matters.. but the "us"
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