Denial
Does it really matter?
What i feel, what i want or who i want?
Who i want to be or who i want to be with?
Most of the time i feel so lost, lost in reality..
Lost in my own imagination. Wondering what if, what should it be or what it could have been.
Loving you means not loving me. Is that the way it’s suppose to be? Begging you to change or walking away. There is no in between. My question for you is do you really love me or the idea of having me ? Twisting and turning at night trying to figure out my purpose in your life. Do you even want me in your space? Here we are standing face to face. Asking you if you love me and still thinking if its even my place to..
Filled with emotions, i just wanted to know that you cared. Losing you is the only thing in life i feared. Was i being naive? Do i need to ask you to leave.. leave my soul, my life. It’s hard because you know, you know just how to pull me back in your rollercoaster of emotions. This twisted feeling in my heart..
