I the goal was to get me to not believe in fairytale endings but I refuse. I still believe that love isn't charted to fail. That it does find its way to the ones it was destined. I can't imagine a life without the hope.
So many failed attempts. So much excitement gone to waist. Even I don't want my heart to freeze into the after affects of pained heart aches.
I can hear the whispers of those wondering about me assuming they know how I'm living how I see. They made up their mi d's at work church even masked friends and obvious family.
I'm not giving up.
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