You silly little optimistic girl.
Did you really think it would be different?
No one will ever love you.
Not with their whole heart at least.
Perhaps the mystery in your eyes will lead them to ponder…
What it would be like…
To love you.
But as with everything, that will surely fade.
You were not meant to be loved my dear.
There is no peace for you here.
Loneliness; the only thing that’s real.
So walk or better yet, run
Far away from it all.
They won’t notice
Here today, gone tomorrow
You never meant a thing to them.