Why does one gather their hopes up?
Why do they set themselves up for dissapointment?
Why?
Why do we raise the one thing that makes us happy only for us to get slapped in the face with it soon after.
Why?
What is wrong with us that we get so excited for something thats most likely not going to come.
Every vibration in your pocket, every ring of your doorbell, every knock on the door.
Every single time we think something only to end up with nothing.
I don't like it.
I dont like walking out somewhere to come back and wish there was a surprise for me.
That someone would come and they don't.
I'm so tired of my spirits raising only for them to crash.
I'm just
Tired.
