Tracing every inch of every word we never shared.let 
these two feet carry me into the arms I longed for. I 
tried to keep this brief to you left response for the 
unwanted. It's a topic, unoriginal and lacking control. 
It collapses world and collides with self. Everytime we 
heal we know the hurt still lives in all, but heart. I 
knew the eyes that saw the unraveling when we weren't 
necessity, because of this mind without consequences I'm 
still tracing steps with light on faults