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I used to believe in certain people. We would meet.... spark some chemistry.... eventually I'd let some of my secrets out. I'd tell them what used to keep me up crying at night.. how deep my fears actually are, the songs that will always remind me of the one I loved no matter how much time smooths out.
I'd do this.. fully believing that the people would connect with me,
I'd point them in all the right directions to my happiness,
like it was some maze to my core.
Foolishly I'd expect them to see a deeper side of me and perhaps let me rest a little while in their heart's waiting room. Just to get in from the cold...
Maybe they wouldn't let me down... maybe if I tried hard enough to tell them how much it hurts being left behind.
I was an utter fool.
But maybe eventually I'll find what I used to believe in.
I'd do this.. fully believing that the people would connect with me,
I'd point them in all the right directions to my happiness,
like it was some maze to my core.
Foolishly I'd expect them to see a deeper side of me and perhaps let me rest a little while in their heart's waiting room. Just to get in from the cold...
Maybe they wouldn't let me down... maybe if I tried hard enough to tell them how much it hurts being left behind.
I was an utter fool.
But maybe eventually I'll find what I used to believe in.