Four Years [Poetry]

62. Light

                                                                                                                   August 12, 2015

                                                                                                           Don't get me wrong

                                                                                                      I like being your friend

                                                                                                             Or whatever this is

                                                                                                    But I need to be honest

                                                                                          I'm trying to find some light

                                           After all I could see was black and nothing of white

                                                                                        I'm in the process of healing

                                               Learning at a slow pace how to be normal again

                                      I am definitely not ready for any kind of relationship

                                                                                                    I know there is a guy

                                                                                                    That catches my eye

                                                                                                          Every single time

                                                                                                                   He's near by

                                                        But I know deep down that is just for fun

        I genuinely know that won't be a day when he will call me "hun"

                                                                     And that's the difference with you

                                                                                              You are a real person

                                                                                     You want things from me

                                                                     And I don't think I can give them

                                                                                                                       Not yet