Flailing.

 

What is love

That moment 

Where it all feels complete 

Despite everything you told me

Love me

Hold me

Give me 

Meaning. 

Absorb me

Absolve me

Envelope me

and have Me

What’s wrong with me

I’m trying to be great 

I’m flailing in lies 

I’ve yet to tell

What is love

That moment 

Where it all feels complete 

Despite everything you told me

Come on

Let on

But don’t

Be be dumb 

See all this shit

Where’s my hit 

How do I fit

In this “it”

What’s wrong with me

I’m trying to be great 

I’m flailing in lies 

I’ve yet to tell

What is love

That moment 

Where it all feels complete 

Despite everything you told me

Disconnect 

And triangulate. 

The then and now

The true and used

The young and pure

Who what when where why. 

What’s wrong with me

I’m trying to be great 

I’m flailing in lies 

I’ve yet to tell

I’m flailing 

I’m telling 

Yet I’m yearning…

What is love

That moment 

Where it all feels complete 

Despite everything you told me

The beat makes as much as sense

As you

Whisper to me 

What you want 

Or not

This is all bullshit.