It's been a while since I last heard from you. I thought that we had a connection. A part of me tells me to move on and stop waiting, because you are obviously not coming. That's also the part of me that carries logic and reason. But right now, right this moment, I don't want to listen to that.
Wishful thinking has me hoping and waiting for you. I tell myself that we had a "thing" going, that if we had the chance, maybe it could be something great.
I want something great, I'll even settle for something a bit better than good. Actually, I don't know what I want but I can say that this waiting isn't what I want, I don't want to wait for you anymore.
If I keep telling myself, maybe I will believe it enough to leave you in the past.
I don't want to wait anymore.
No comments:
Post a Comment