I wish you were different
I wish you weren’t that successful or that charming
I wish you were just an ordinary boring guy
So loving you won’t be hard & leaving you won’t be even harder
I admit it i was mean, cruel & a heart breaker
I ended us before we even started
I was naïve, afraid & hesitant
Panicking that things won’t work out
Denying -for the first time in my life- all of my senses and beliefs
I denied that feeling although it was so real,
that i felt as if my soul was breathing for the first time
Refreshing, real & euphoric
As if it was the first breath of a preterm born,
His life was on edge
And was given a chance to live
To be unconditionally loved
To be genuinely cared for
So mr. genuine, are we over, yet?