You and you and you and you and you and you
It’s perfectly fine to dance around naked

A monkey needs to dance and so do you

Due to your need to be anonymous I won’t put in your picture for comparison.

Why is it always so hard to understand the on and off effect?
Doesn’t matter how many times I encounter it.
This oh my gawd I love you that turns into why are you talking to me?

But hey, I probably just miss something important in between.

I’m angry and hurt. Bottom-line. A fact I’ve been hiding successfully from myself. Maybe not to you though. Others often read me better than I do.

You and you and you and you
You’re just an animal developed into

a Monkey.