HIGH HIGHS

 

HIGH HIGHS

Apathetic , indifferent,

toward you texts, your words,

and their sentences;

you try to sell me on 

the truth.

Underestimating my intelligence,

over-estimating my investment

in emotional stock

Don't you think, it's about time,

we both acknowledged

that this road that we are on;

going nowhere fast.

Well-aware, of-damage-done,

and changes never repaired.

Acknowledging, too, that,

we'll never have a piece, or place,

in each other's lives.

It's better the way:

without stressful situations;

no longer having the seal the fate;

fate,

of your ever-changing-stories.