Is a touch, Just a touch?

If not, by who?

An unselfish matter...the one who came to life changed the picture of you inbeded in my memory.

We're complete opposites might i say-opposite ends of the spectacle.

is it that you fall in and out of love?

with the same person.The Same.

Fighting isn't even worth it anymore, you don't have a warm embrace to give, or a goal set with me in that distant vision, a promise to my heart, an ear for my mouth to speak volumes to, a dance in the rain.

You were that First Love, but i'm tired of you...and i need to get away to feel again.

....That moment where you use those same words that pull me down, I'll look up and say you've made this choice...and you won't care. Nothing will matter at that moment. Our love dried up in an empty canvas.

There's no way to describe who he became, or how he didn't change. They don't change.  And there's no way to tell who i would of been had a year not passed by. But, we're here and him and i are not for life..

Its like a twister, and i'm in the middle of it at the very bottom, and the rest of the world sees me encouraging me...hoping for me to conquer it and find my way out.  I am refusal. I refuse to set myself Free.

And i'm the only one in Love.