m e m o r y

Thursday, June 6, 2013 | 7:26 PM | 0 comments

See, I want to start showing you how much I appreciate you.

How much I value you.

How much you mean to me.

But at the same time I don’t.

I don’t want to be the one who cares more.

I don’t want to be the one who likes you more.

Because the more I think about it,

The more I feel like just a second choice to you.

Sometimes my instincts are right, and what I feel is correct.

And I’m so afraid to hear your answer,

Because I suppose I’d rather have this intuition

Than hear your truth.

I don’t want to hear that I’m your second choice,

Even though I know I am.

And it hurts.

Because you aren’t even mine,

So I have no right to feel this way,

But it doesn’t mean that I don’t.

And I wish I didn’t,

Because it would have made moving on a lot easier.

See, this is my problem.

I’m torn between wanting to show you how I really feel, and keeping myself guarded.

Either way, I think I’ll be the one who will be hurt in the end, lol.

Just like every other fucking time.

Thank you Universe.