And just for thought...
He's aloof and scared and maybe we're not different in the end.
Both tumbling from the paths that failed us, both hesitant to believe again,
seeming to always find ourselves back in the other's convenient company.
He doesn't want forever and I don't even want right now
but our good intentions always end up with motives that are never there.
She said I liked you.
I reached too swiftly at your name.
These countless poems had to mean something.
She said I shouldn't put reasons in you that you don't have,
that you realized you fucked up your chance
because you finally understood I wasn't after your eternity.
Another afternoon ramble about a man I know who will never be mine
and we both know we're not right.
At the end of the day, I'm just a girl who has been in love with writing her entire life. I am full of quirks, anxieties, fears, joys, laughter. And all I have wanted to do was give the world a smile.