Move Over.
I forget it and refuse to believe it'll ever happen. Then someone comes along to ignite the spark. Slowly that spark begins to grow and with is so does my hope. I let myself go and just try to believe it'll finally happen to me. Suddenly the small flame that has begun to grow is quickly and violently snuffed out.
Is it me? Am I the one who puts out the flame? Or is it just circumstance and bad timing? Or could it be it just plain old won't happen?
I just wish I knew and I wasn't so confused.