Chain smoking worries
a flutter a flight
caught up in the secrets of today
the shadows passing in the night
bow and ribbon packaging
newspaper, cheap the wrap
flustered, boxing our hearts away
how quick we turn to shield and strap
and with this panic conscious preparation
guilt, forgiveness, queasy, trite
overcoming love we hope not hatred
trapped by shadows we failed to sight
*****for anyone who knows me I assume this is fairly self explanatory, the worries that lead to frustration that lead to defensiveness that lead to aggressiveness and the whole time all you wanted was to love the person*****
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