Everything is fine Until you pop into mind. In a casual thought Or a dream so vivid I can almost touch you Why? When he has done so much to help me heal from you But you are still here to taunt me in my mind You were the thing I wanted, but could never have in the end In my dreams, he taught me many things He let me laugh He never disregarded my heart Or payed more attention to himself He let me do things you never would have accepted with ease. But still, we always go back to those who cage us in As much as we realize it is not for the best We still subconsciously want it Because we get used to our cage It is home
The other one. This is so frustrating, because I don't want him, but it is hard to let go of bad things that happened when you always had hope that they would get better.