And I wish I was sorry
That I don't know
How to stay away
But these interactions.
They're trying to figure out
Why we continue to cross
This line.
Perhaps its because
we refuse to allow others
To draw our boundaries.
How could something
Feel so right
If its wrong.
The uncertainty of
Something new
Something unbroken
Something strong
And although inconsistent
It doesn't quite shake
My insecurities like others did.
I wish I could take back
The mistakes we've made.
Cover our tracks.
Stop giving others peeks
At our reality,
Our world.
They're trying to figure out
Why we don't
Meet their expectations.
Perhaps its because
We know what's happening
To us, between us.
Why say whats already
Understand
Byyou and I .
This uncertainty of
Something unbroken
Something strong
And although inconsistent
Your reassurance heals
Like nostalgia from the past.
Because these interactions,
They bring out a side of me
I've been wishing
To find again.
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