I set, twiddling my right thumb at the clock moving forward to the same digits on the same days of a different year…
Waiting for the hour of maturity to dance in a realm of realness
Nothing but stale passion of bread crumb promises dissipating as the time pass
Leaving this love in an endless spectrum
I await for the stroke of time when you
leave
me
the
hell
alone…
When they’re no longer in your frequency, you no longer feel or see them… Then it feels so fucking good not to love them… #DeletedTime 💜🙏🏾🥰😀 #happy #valentinedaycountfown
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