There are facts sweety, facts that you can't change, facts that kill you constantly every single second of every single day you wake up to.
No matter how hard you try, you end up with consequences of those facts. It always remains the same whether you work your ass off or you just leave it be.
You even can't find the correct words that can wrap up the waterfalls inside.
You end up alone, thinking hard enough to wipe off each and every single vein in the body. You may wish to rip your skin off, you just can't. All you can do is to wait. Cuz you don't even want to move an inch.
You've always known that it was hard, you just can't bear it anymore. You're still expecting it to turn into something nice - only you don't know it's not ever gonna happen, dear.
You're still expecting that it's all mutual, but it's not, obviously. Yet you can't give up on your hopes. They're everything that can keep you go on.
Misery has been a part of your life, only you don't know yet. You live the life of a 40 yrs old man. Even those "old" guys know how to handle such obstacles and they most certainly know how to enjoy it all.
All tied up, all lost, all abandoned, all fucked up, ruins everywhere, you can't find your way out even though you try pretty hard.
You know for sure that you're not running after fancy things. You'd like to keep it simple, naive, and steady. You're after peace and silence. You're after confidence and trust.
It takes a lifetime to find that right one, they say. They say that you have to stick strong to the next best person. Yet, enough is not enough.
Witnessing happiness right before your eyes is painful since you're not a link in that chain.
Final wishlist:
Call, if you miss
Invite, if you want to meet
Explain, if you wish to be clear
Ask, if you've got something on your mind
Be honest, if you didn't like
Say it, if you fancy
Ask, if you want
Say, if you love
