I can’t seem to figure it out.
I will sit here for the rest of my life.
I’m okay with hitting my head of a wall
resilient until I figure it out.

Patience, a virtue from what I hear.
maybe the key ingredient.
But, how long can I wait?
How long until there is some salvation?

I want to see your smile one more time,
Not in a photo.
I want to see your smile right in front me,
So close that I can touch it
So I can run my fingers across every groove inside your lips.

I look at you with desperate eyes
but you see past them.
You spit in distaste and hate,
As if I am nothing,
As if I had never held any relevance to your life.

We should stop falling in love
with our dreams and ideas and thoughts
of the things we truly desire.

We get disappointed about the things we expect
but, goodness, we have no clue about what they really are.

We should stop changing ourselves
and turning into the characters
we've watched from romance films.

We crave the kind of love they have,
but, goodness, those are not real.

We should stop searching
for whoever's meant for us
if we'll only leave people with broken hearts.

We hope to find who's best for us
but, oh my goodness, we abandon hearts & souls for our next try.

We should stop living
in movie scenes that create
false hope inside our haunted minds.

We wish to exist in fairytale
but, oh my Dear, there are no fairy godmothers here.

Because, Dear,
There may be (or may not be) someone to save you.
There may be (or may not be) someone who always understands
There may be (or may not be) someone who'll be there
And there may be (or may not be) a happy ending.

Yes, there always may be, but there may not be, too.

*(And I'm sorry)