Have you ever wished for something so much, for so many years, and yet the moment your wish comes true, you don't want it anymore?
For some reason or another, the universe decides to grant your wish at the most inappropriate of times. Just when you were happy being you. Just when you stopped looking. You stopped wishing. It happens. Why? Why disturb everything now?
I've been trying so hard to ignore it.
I've convinced myself it isn't true.
But I knew this would happen.
I don't like them. I don't want to like them. Nothing personal, it's just, not for me. I'm scared to. Scared to be heard. Scared to fall. Scared to not be caught.
I knew it.
I'd find out there was a possibility he liked me. Then I'd think about it, and I'd start to fall for him. Just to find out that I was wrong. That he really was looking out the window, or indeed the person sitting next to me.
Why'd you have to intrude upon my thoughts?
I was in control, for once, wasn't I?
It is possible to control your thoughts, isn't it? Your heart.
I wish I could wait up and for all of this to never have happened.
I feel as though I'm in a chess game waiting for the next move.
Not knowing if I'll wake up and it was all just a dream. A misunderstanding. The universe playing it's tricks.
I know I asked for this, but you came too late.
I'm not willing to let anyone in.
