What’s the point of catching feelings when they’re not gonna get reciprocated?
Just wasted thoughts on a pursuit that will end up leaving your heart deflated.
I hope to never fall for the stupidity of feelings and all their meaningless signs.
It may have taken a bit for me to get, but now I’m sure that love will never be mine.
A crush. How foolish for me to think any of them would’ve led to anything.
Here I am reeling from their assault on my heart and mind, ruining everything.
If I could wipe away all those memories of what I thought would be, I’d do so now.
Knowing that all they brought were hurts that scarred me and broke me down.
I don’t want to give the world the victory of taking away my smile, my joy.
Even though it’s used my life as its own personal chew toy.
So I move on in life with a heart turned cold for the sake of my mind and soul.
To grow with the lessons left from these moments in case I have to live until I’m really old.