Poetries

Their Little Conversation

The same old brain told the same old heart,

You are not special, who are you to feel that way?

And the same old heart told the same old brain,

"What if, this time, it is different"

"He is nice, isn't he?"

Oh yea he is, but isn't he that way to everyone? 

"Yea.. but, he goes miles to help us right?" 

Oh yea, but he does that for everyone right?

So, who are we to think that we are getting a special treatment?

"But he spends time with us, that's a green light, right?" 

"He likes spending time with us!" 

Yea, but he spends time with everyone, right?

And remember, he has nothing else to do, do your fact check

So, who are we to think that we are getting a special time?

"But.. he.. cares about us, he looks out for us.."

"He checked if we are okay, he checked if we eat, he told us good night.."

Isn't that because you care for him first?

You asked if he is okay, you checked if he has eaten, and you told him good night..

So, who are we to think that we are special?

Maybe we should stop, don't you think so?

You know what, maybe you think to much, you should start feeling...

Are you sure that he feels the same way that we do, or is that what you want him to feel?

I... am not sure... but maybe, this time, it is different... let's give it a try?

I hope so, I really hope so.. but when you get hurt, don't tell me that I don't warn you..

So, here we go again,

Another time, another story, another guy.

But we could already sense

The coming of the same old ending..