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