i guess it just does

What He does, HE being interchangeable, outside of maybe just the 1, the first. 

I guess it just does...

and it pains me to say it is so. 

no one has left an impression physical, emotional or anything otherwise that sticks. 

My heart can convince me otherwise, because it likes to see the beauty in everything. 

but once the hormonal veiling is subsided, 

and once I've acknowledged the WHY behind my outbursts of "vulnerability" and fabricated physical "needs" 

My feelings for Him become indifference. 

and alas, to know again the sweet, yet bitter concessions of truth.