love on automatic
We’ve shared our bodies and moments of space with gratuitous fervor. We agree we’ve been connected in lifetimes before. And still, my hair has grown more than us, this past year.
Knowing the cold reality of betrayal intimately and having no reason to trust in anything, he hides the parts of the man I love; the truly vulnerable one as well as the one who don’t give a fuck. Somewhere learning that a man with a purpose should not allow love, dedication, or desire, to slow his ascension.
One day, while he’s looking out for number one, he’ll turn around to find only himself in the place that love once stood.
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