It was only one date.

Just one. But that’s all it took.
For me to notice all the good in you. See that maybe I could see myself laughing with you for at least the next couple months.

So I gave you seconds.
And after working on myself for a year. I thought I deserved to see that.

Think that was possible for me.

After all that work you were the one I chose to trust. To let hold the fragile bird learning to fly once more.
But here I am.
Laying below your hands I trusted.
Hurt again.

And maybe I’m just a hopeless romantic..
That’s what I’m hoping for.
It’s that or undesirable.
Lesser of two evils…
Choose.