Did I really spend all that time loving you? I guess I really did.. I can't explain how I feel.. If I ask myself if I still love you, what would I say? Because, I honestly don't know.. It's numbing. I kept waiting, and waiting, and.. waiting. I had convinced myself that if I waited long enough, it would be MY turn, to be with you. I had convinced myself all I had to do was prove to you that I really love you. And you'd have that moment, that moment where you see the person who has been there all along, is your person. Your love. You realize that that person is everything you've ever wanted. I was convinced, as long as I learned to be patient, you'd have that moment with me. I watched you go after someone else.. and then I was fooled, and thought it was my turn.. you made me think it was.. you even walked away.. i thought you had left me for good, then you came back, and made me think we still stood a chance.. and then you went for another.. and what'd she do? she spat in your face.. Which, ironically, made my pain worse. Why? Why am I not good enough for you? I grew my hair, I stopped dying it, I grew my freakin' nails out, I started singing more, I started rooting for your stupid team. I did EVERYTHING I could possibly think of.. I was my freaking self.. and that's who you describe every time you go on about your dream woman. She's right in front of you. But you're too blind to see that. You're too worried about what other people will think. I just loved you, for you. With every single one of your flaws. I didn't care. I accepted them. I tried every thing. I tried every thing to forget you.
To lose hope. To lose love.
Then, someone told me, don't make someone a priority, when they only make you an option..
I loved you so much, that I let you go. That is how much I love you. Maybe one day you'll love me..
But right now, I don't know if I'll still be waiting.
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