Time has passed and we seem fine,
but we’re not alone in our subconscious minds…
tongues wag so often that tails seem so detached from the term…
we’re both trying our best and we know it…
I know you’ve been wanting to talk to me a gazillion times but are refraining yourself from doing so to protect me… but i long to heal your wound, even at the expense of mine…
That was just like slapping myself in the face…
I can’t find the switch…even if I did I think its fused…
Everything is apprehensive now…