#Freewill

  
*Always.
Wherever I fly – you are * on my mind.
Whatever I feel * transpires through my eyes.
Whenever I float – I can’t get enough of what my mind has created. But – at least – deep down- i grasp – it ain’t real.

*Ever.
Simply because there may not * be another kiss, touch or word exchanged –
With you…
Doesn’t mean I will not * feel that way again – With someone else. It was sOoooo. Damn. Hmm… #Speechless

Here’s why I don’t pick up the phone when you call;

Here’s why I keep it simple whenever I see you;

No need for you to be granted the opportunity to bend my boundaries, stretch my patience, hold my standards where they don’t belong – although my body ask for more.

I keep my distance cause #Freewill is limited around you. #Freewill *somehow* do not belong in “our space”; just passion, pleasure and sleepless nights. Perfect chemistry, little functionality.

So, let’s just take this lack of #Freewill for what it really is: spirituality, maybe – and for sure un-sustainability.

©️ Daphne Mia Essiet, 2016

Published by French Girl In Brooklyn

A blog about #ME: The Self-declared Woman of a Rich Ethnical and Cultural Background moving through life with a very unique lense - #WRECB

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