i guess i’m not over things either, but in a different way
i’m hopeful but hopeless
an optimist in a dream
trying to place things and feelings where they should be
but things are not as they seem.
a facade of sorts hangs over my head like a thin veil
genuine moments become false once time is added to the equation
reflection can be a beautiful and a terrible thing.
there will always be two sides to a story
and oddly enough i think my side isn’t the sad one, over time
in the moment it all seemed so devastating to me
once time was added to the equation
i realize i was just confused
but my confusion was sad to you.
made you think i was incapable of evolving,
i’m trying to… prove things. i have changed. sorry.
and sorry for the pun.