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it's raining there and i was having a fear of people seeing us  so we ran to the dust covered ally, well usually but that day it was mud, beautifully curled curls on her head that sweet smell of her hair the cold got to her and she shivered so i gave her my jacket and so went to an ally where we sat for longer than we had planned for her eyes had banned  my legs from moving my heart began to sing those songs of cupid but i knew that it was stupid of me to think that so i spat  to return to reality warp back to present she's my best friend's girl, a heaven sent  boon for him and although it seems like a dysfunctional shit i really hope that it works out for them but somehow my heart still skips a beat seeing her happy with that jackass it almost seems like a movie cast gone wrong the one whom I'd loved in the past   and the one whom i love are miles apart from being similar but past is past still it's a place where i fond some peace

i saw flames in her eyes those flames that she'd hiding from sight of everyone with her facade  it's natural that she'd receive a large  part of hate but that's on debate coming back to me again things always remain the same but lets go back tto her she'd suffered a lot and been through some tight spot so she's strong handling tons of pressure on her own but look at me; a complain box whose life is nothing more than coaxed up lies to show the world that i'm okay so i've spat on myself a number of times in fact every time i whine    about every small things saying that i'm a strong human being but one thing connects us in spite of all the social dust that both of us fight the battles unseen by the world and so we lean on to each other for smiles that keeps on going for miles even though we are miles apart our heart always remains close and that's why I choose  her my love #promise (she is way stronger than she seem

believe me i care for him too maybe not like you but still to some extent i might just be hell sent gift to him so i switch on when life seems too painfull or too dull for him, i try to bring out joy to his life i try to fight for whats right with all my might and he may be a paradox but he still is innocent as a puppy dog so i try to keep him safe when all hope's left Him, yes he's been through some dark times but i try to guide that idiot towards light as a Remanent of his past a last hope of hope when there's nothing left to cope i come up in pain whether physical or emotional, insane he is but there's sanity in his insanity... #haku -criss walker