
All this hope that i'm giving myself
isn't doing me any good,
and i end up feeling twice as hopeless as before.
As much as i'm trying to make myself feel better,
and as much as i hate to admit,
it isn't working out the way i had planned.
You know, i hope that i don't actually
see evading as a way out,
because feigning ignorance is probably
the worst thing i hate to do.
This cycle is mad.
I could go on about moving on,
about giving up, about letting go
and about how i deserve more tonight,
but that would be all, and by tomorrow
i'd realise that i don't mean a single thing
that i've said the past night.
Just what do i want?
i have no idea too. =x
*imissyou
2:13 PM
