I woke up one year. I had spent so long just spinning my wheels. I cared about people that didn’t exist, And I was just wasting my time. So I moved on. I found new people, New loves, And new hopes. The old dreams still lived, though. I thought that I could still change my mistakes, Along with everyone else’s. I was so dumb.
Now the truth is here. I know who really cares, And what they care about. I just don’t know about myself. I am so confused, happy with one thing, Yet hoping for another, I think I am just imagining problems, But they are still there. Why do I always put myself in this situation, Where I will never be with the one I care about? I really am in love, But not with the right person. Friends have came, left, returned, and lied. Yet one has been there always, Unfaltering.
I love him. Does he know the truth? I wish I did.
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