the feeling seeps in as slow as
coloured water creeping up the xylem of a plant
it can stop and linger
it can rush up fast and quick
but it will forever taint the tube with such a deep blue
just like how the feeling will stain your heart
f o r e v e r
i find it so hard to express myself sometimes
conversations ending with just a mere "i'm tired"
however
i am honestly tired
i'm tired of waiting for nothing to happen
tired of life's uncertainties
i'm just tired of the same routine
you don't know how hard it is for me to find someone interesting
because no one interests me
everyone bores me
i get bored of people
its difficult finding someone i actually relate to
its difficult finding someone i would actually want to go places with
then i found...................hahaha
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