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That weird girl

 

Nothing mattered more to me than this.

My hand to fit inside of his.

My hair to flow in the wind.

As we walk outside in the mid December air.

For me to smile while he talks to me

About the time when we were set free

For him to laugh at my corny jokes

And for him to call me his one and only.

But all it was, was just a dream

My mind is playing with reality

My hands are empty

His smile fades in the dry hot air

My hand is clenched on the excess of my sweater

My heart is aching for the better

I know it will never happen

It’s just my imagination

He questions who made him feel appreciated

Why , it was me, that girl

The one you call crazy

The one they call weird

The one that is stupid

But, the one who actually cares.

But im really truly normal

But you’re convinced im crazed

My mind only wonders

What you really think of me

Im tired and sad and lonely

Ive cried the tears I needed

Ive said the words I felt

Ive expressed my compassion

My care

My sincerity

And I do it all for nothing

I sit and silence and think

Why me?

Why you?

Why do I feel the way I do?

You are one of a kind

No one can replace you

But you can’t see it from my eyes

You will never feel the way I do

But that’s okay

Because I’ll always be

That

Crazy

Stupid

Weird

Girl.