I don't think that you like me
In the way that I like you.
And I don't think we can be
What you want us too.
I think we want different things
And it may never be the same.
We can't be sure what it brings
But this repetition is getting lame.
Now we have grown too far apart
It's like there's this tangible wedge
Telling, I'll never have your heart
And we will fall over the edge.
Saying it's only temporary
And and who else is to blame?
All that I see is me
Growing to detest your name
While hoping you will realize,
That it's only one bat,
That's right before your eyes
Wanting to know where your heart is really at.
YOU ARE READING
Hopelessly
PoetryThe difference between this time and others, Is that they were all wrong. This feeling keeps me up at night Because it once felt so right. But it took me so long To find out I was wrong. And there you go again, Pulling at heartstrings. Once again, c...
