morning

when will that day ever come when our mouth speak nothing but the truth?
when will that day ever come when our ears learn to pick out the emotions behind every single conversation we make?
when will that day ever come when our face show signs of dismay or happiness in what our mouth and ear fail to detect?
when will that day come?

speechless.
it kills to hear explainations and apologies.
save it for someone else.
clear my doubts.
what kind of friend am i to you?
how close are we?
promises are meant for publication never for fulfillment.
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