The Glazed Gaze






I came back and never stopped being friends with patience

I reap the pain of curiosity that overwhelmingly spreads in once

I think love is intoxicating like wine and refuses to sober up

You could see my gaze was glazed over

Accepting assumptions beyond reasons of whatever


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