Deserted
Deserted
Deserted is wat u left me lost way out in center field trying to guess and figure cultivating and harvesting a love that I hoped was for real but deserted was wat I was no way to see talk nor feel ur presence ...had an idea of this love but at time I said this love is it truly love....see love tho its a four letter word tends to speak volumes its like an encyclopedia in a word to described fractions of our feelings ...passion and desire pure motion like a tire ...the movement can all be there but what's love without communication but a false idealistic phrase used to cover up lies ...deserted that's how I feel ...I feel deserted y cuz u need to show me that wat u call ...this love ...is fa real
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