Once I wanted to know you Then I wished for you to like me After that I hoped that you felt the same as I Later I dreamed that you would love me So I prayed for you to answer
Once I wanted you to not hate me Then I wished for you to hate me. After that I hoped I were enabled to hate you Later I dreamed of giving up So I prayed for you to stop
Once I wanted you to understand Then I wished for you to care After that I hoped that you'd eventually know Later I dreamed of walking away So I prayed for no one to feel that pain
Now I no longer care I finally wish for you to be gone In the end I hope for us both to change Lastly I dream of my scars to fade away Because I no longer pray
A broken hearth makes good poems, right? Glad that is past me