I take a lot of things for granted. I'm never satisfied and I take that as a blessing and a curse. I always want to be more, to experience more, to achieve more, yet there comes a point when all I want to be is myself. But I think these battles are the ones keeping me sane...
Do you ever get the feeling you've missed your chance at true love? Like you somehow screwed it up and now it's never going to happen. We sit and wait for things to unfold, to fall in love, to be loved, yet it seems to never come. Maybe my expectations are just too high. Maybe amid all the sacrifices I made, to reach the stars, I unknowingly destroyed any chance at love. But it was not I who left, it was you with your unfailing faith. With your magical smile and godly eyes. It was you who killed the lovers heart and my heart in turn...