maybe it is crazy.

[_shipwrecked]

i hate that i get my hopes up for things that seem, hopeless.
part of me is believing, and the other part sees it as deceiving.
i'm basing things off of what i know and what i see or feel.
the words head straight for the heart, and they hit their target.
i just don't know if i'm for this, it's too familiar.
i'm probably over analyzing things, as i always do.
but i just can't help it when the past is here in the present.
maybe it is nothing, then again maybe it's something.

i know this doesn't make sense to any of you and i don't care.
it's for me.