It’s been some time since I felt present in my own life
but I’m here now I’m getting there
It’s hard to imagine you as a stranger
but isn’t that how it’s supposed to be
It’s hard to face the truth
but once you do you can do anything
the truth is I love you
I really do it actually doesn’t scare me as much as the rest does
I think I can live with myself
I used to search to be wanted
but when I actually did it scared me
I depended on other’s thoughts of me
I wanted them to understand
but they don’t care
so why should I
they don’t understand me
no one will
but sometimes I think it would be nice if someone did
I thought that’s something you could do
I understood you
you were someone I could love
a normal life didn’t seem so bad with you
when I imagined it
it was like a paradise
anything could have been with you
but paradise isn’t real
paradise is something you only dream of
I know you’re real and that’s enough
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