I trust people too easily.
Maybe


I’m so eager to feel loved I rush into a relationship.
Maybe


its my fault no one likes me.
Maybe


I shouldn’t give my heart out so much














or let people steal it.
Maybe


I shouldn’t wear it on my sleeve












for the whole world to see.
Maybe


I need to tape the now broken pieces













together and lock it up inside me.
Maybe I should hide the key









at the bottom of the sea.
No one would look there.
Then maybe I wouldn’t end up broken again.
Maybe


I wouldn’t end up crying my self to sleep














or thinking of you every minute of every day.
Maybe


then I could forget about being loved.
But most of all.
I want to


forget about you.
I want to


forget all the pain you’ve caused me.
All the tears I wasted.
All the moments,





kisses,







and sweet embraces













that I can never get back.
All I want



is to be mended.
To move on.
To forget about you.
To learn what happiness is again.
And to be able to find someone










who will truly care.
Maybe


I will find him someday.
But maybe I’m still in love with you











and cant move on.
Maybe
I’m trying to lie to myself








about my feelings for you















because I don’t want to get hurt anymore.
Or maybe I never loved you









but was blinded to see that.