hopefulsouls

love is patient

It´s killing me

not knowing what you think.

I like you and you like me

but in what way?

Is it enough?

 

I haven´t felt sadness like this in a while.

This is a new type.

\"Heartbreak\" is what they call it.

But what is there to get broken?

My own hopes and expectations?

Created by my own worst enemy,

Not supported by reality

I need some clarity.

And maybe it´s all in my head.

But isn´t that the place all of this lives?

 

I pray being myself is enough

that you´ll come to like all my strange quirks.

When you call me weird,

I hope you mean it lovingly.

So far I can only hope.

Love is patient,

especially the first.