Illegal thoughts of the brain in love.

So this is how a dream starts, is this how i wake up feeling weak everyday. Missing the way i felt at the beginning. Ending my heart with misery. The only remedy to keep us in sake is confrontation. But do I get the truth do i feel entitled to get so close to know the real you or do you want to fake a smile and keep giving me what I don't want, to keep ego in balance. Some nights I'm crying some days I want to hit you up to tell you I need that moral daily life you living. Sometimes I wonder what my love life will become, will it be wine or water but don't make me choose a broken glass with no turning back and regretting a good memory that we could had.

to