of the theoretical happiness.
Where children come to play
And I, I do try
and try
and try
to maintain muscles required.
But now,
now
its not that easy.
With the stresses of
the books
the bays
and boy
yes
boy.
I don't know how long
I will last.
Am I overreacting?
Is he the the one?
Is he not?
Will I actually find
what I'm looking for?
Or
Will I forever last as a longing willer?
Striking my steps
and mind, for mere dollars.
None of with will make me
truly happy.
In my mind
I now contemplate
to all I've loved
I'm sorry.
Sorry.
Sorry for the curse
I set you upon in my mind.
Rejection, is never easy.
Especially,
when I thought you thought upon me.
I stand here now
ready to move on
I will try to not
think as I formerly did.
And embrace the loves
acquitted.
I don't know what
will become of me-
in a love sense.
But when it truly happens
I will be the happiest
I've ever been.
Finally, to the one
that is for me.
I will anxiously wait
the day me and you
can finally be.
No comments:
Post a Comment