Why can't I finally let go of you.
Why do I have to compare everyone to you when no one will be like you?
Why do I still hope for a chance from you?
Why is the question here!
I don't want to see your eyes anymore when I close mine.
I don't want to have that "what if" feeling when I look at you.
I just want to be completely normal in your presence, without acting like a complete idiot and stuttering words that don't make any sense in context.
I don't want to pretend that I don't mind if there are other women around you, because my goodness, it bothers me a lot, because I can't be around!
But one thing I know is; whatever you do or with whom you are, a part of my heart will always be yours.
As the saying goes:
As is well known, hope always dies last.
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Inner Monologues
PoetryMy thoughts are yours now, please take good care of it. 🙏🏼 --- My inner chaos is a storm of emotions and my phrases are reflecting it perfectly.
