I have finally forced time to rekindle my habitual writing.

Didn’t see a struggle,
When it came to fighting feelings for you,
suppression isn’t easy as planned,
designed to be deliberate,
transient
now an unconventional compulsion,
I find myself acting,
Before thinking,
Admission refusal,
Convincing myself confused,
A dissoluting dissuasion,
I can’t lose you even if wish to,
When I’m waning, I want you more

As clumsy as we are,
a lesson in primacy,
shedding trivial principles
and sovereign intuitive instincts.