What makes you stay, when your world falls apart, and more importantly, what would have to happen to finally make you walk away? What makes you try one more time, when you know it will only bring pain? Even at the end of the rope, you somehow find hope. Tell me, would you? What makes me unable to breakaway?
I'm not hurt or angry or sad anymore, it's just that I still feel as if there's something more I could do. Yet deep down, I know, I've always known that you'll never be the person I need, and being with you would probably be a mistake I would regret for a lifetime. But even admitting all of these truths, doesn't help me sleep at night. The eagle in the dark, the feathers in the pages, and the monkeys in my heart are rattling their cages, and I'm starting to lose sight of this game we play, one I always seem to lose.
So here's the deal, I'm just not going to get over you. I tried and it didn't work. So now I'm going to do absolutely nothing about it. I will sit here, thinking of days to come, and maybe sometimes I will steal a glance your way, but other than that you will only exist in my mind, in my heart and on this thing that is not a blog. I'll live on what they send me, and I know the universe will use the things I love against me. I'm falling awake, but that's just the way it goes ...
