hot summer days.

we've complicate love ourselves?

we did, making rounds, making turns.

reality sets in over time and we forgot about the simplicity of hugs, kisses and love; someone whom you could connect with.

he wants simple, she wants simple. yet, we think in complexity in a different frequency.

sometimes, we're all waiting for the TIME.

sometimes, we do not know when the deadline will come.

OPPOSITE SEX.

thinking, words are always on a contradictory.

mind and heart ain't connecting. the sexes ain't connecting as well.

however, love isn't perfect. it's hurtful, it's everything you've got to risk.

it's cracked up into pieces, but yet you can always piece it back without realizing it.

today, what's with us?

i could decipher, i could guide others fairly well.

yet, i couldn't get mine right.