The Monkey Says: Routine

I find it tough to comprehend the cause of a fading bond. Despite secured and constant presence, it is unable to defy that absence makes the heart grow fonder. Increased annoyance and lack of patience raise innumerable questions filled with curiousity of a perhaps, non-existent emotion. Swords take the form of vicious tongues that slash and stab at redundancy, on my side, and hostility, on the other. The apparent negligence is not completely intentional, rather, a collaborated act of both the conscious and subconscious mind. Constant tracking and digging up of the past irks me as there is failure to discuss and resolve the current issue. Egoistic personalities consumes, thus, no apologies made or gestures initiated. The moment just .. passes .. us .. by ..