Dear... The One I Love
I had a dream about you today. Seems like the only time I can talk to you anymore.
I cherished it. Not wanting to wake up from it.
Stay there a little longer so I can hold you once... just once. Even if it is in my imagination.
I decided to give up on you because I thought I wasn't good enough for you.
You are so above my sphere of reality that my imagination and dreams seem like the only time I can be that close to you.
I told you I decided to give up on you.
I deleted all our chats, I don't message you anymore.
But why is that I can't get you out of my head?
I'm trying and failing, like a lot of things in life that are going on for me these days.
I miss you. Is it even okay to say that I miss you when I never had you?
But still I miss you. But you'll never know. And maybe you won't care, you might have a hundred women behind you.
But you won't ever see me show it to you again.
I won't be muddle headed in front of you ever again.
I'm gonna be a strong independent person when you see me again.
So you'll never know how much I miss, care and hurt for you again.