I don’t know when love became so elusive.
Or was I too jaded to hear the thoughts so intrusive ?
Should I try to save us or should I chuck up the deuces ?
The thought of shaking you totally just feels so abusive.
But the foundation we’re built on just isn’t conducive…
On this relationship there’s no blessings from above.
There was a point in time I thought you fit me like a glove.
Man you were just so seducive.
I mean seductive.
Part of me knows progressing any further would be counter productive.
The only love we could make was toxic and destructive.
With or without you my breathing is obstructed.
Sigh. F**k it.