feelings that keep happening not a promise or anything just happened to be right here the voice comes first meaning shows up later the temperature of the distance that’s all I really get not aiming for a goal not checking progress either just letting it open then I notice it’s already full thinking too much makes it fade mind games on slow in that space the heart decides its shape on its own generative a feeling just being born same as yesterday but a slightly different today a sense it’s growing a relationship drifting not about the right answer just that it keeps going voices calling voices reasons step back to love someone is to stand in between when everything goes quiet and something still remains if I had to name it it’s probably love
