I feel like an image of past.
It's floating in the ether yet vivid, hmm
I sense feelings ungrasped.
Between us, it's a matter of facts
about the way matter attracts...
I've seen many memories masked, repressed and unchecked
rushing senses like pictures of infinitys breast,
it's very expanse.
I just look though your eyes
since I go blank while looking in..
I just felt I felt a limit expand.
What's honesty when the truth is a bitch?
I just remembered a promise that I'd rather have you watch me reflect.