they'll br fall away br one by one br as strands of you br milk the moments br you had br for what they were worth, br still smouldering br in the hand br even though br you knew br in your hearts mind br that br it was pretence br as they smiled br behind soft br contemptuous lips br that offer you br quiet resentment br instead of love br just because br you breathe br and are br uniquely you, br and that br makes them br uncomfortable br against their br square jawed br perfect, br materialistic plan br that can't afford br you br but can br their every whim br which makes them br sorely aware br of their br superlative selves br so they br push you away br thinking br you are less br then them br because br you don't fit br but you keep br steering steadfast br in the sanctity br of truth br inside of trust br as the most valuable br integer br and they fear br ''your being'' br because br through you br they see br themselves br impoverished, br and their superior br ways collapse br in blind belief br as they continue br to make spaces br ''for time'' br more than sharing br or listening br or caring br for anyone else br because br what they want br is never enough- br so let them fall away br to be left br as dust br when matter br does not matter br and when you are br feeling raw and br naked and br real br then you can br afford br the comfort br of being br with another br and that is br what is true br and right br and real br and what you br are all about.