Familiar

I'm walking into familiar territory again,same thing,same face,same situation,it has me at a bad representation with the familiarities with past relations,histories of longing mysteries I can't pretend to defend,I'm just left in a binge to the same thing spoken again,like rewinding a movie saints,and sins there's a trick to this listening of lusting I'm in,maybe a joke to boost about or some kind of hostile take down of passing me around,I'm being patient that the idea of me waiting,and wanting could be very intimidating if used in the wrong way,this waiting game awaiting for someone to change their ways of getting your mind wright for being in,and out of something then he's lover,it scares me into reality of the things that can be or should be,how can two people that fit maturity be insurably different from insanity,love making is exactly exciting beyond detoxing turning my xback I can't quit even after swallowing all that shit,putting me off for nonsense,making me wait to put me in content,of all this substance,gave you time with that trick so you can come back real like this.