The ones we hope would let us go
Never do at all
And the ones we wish would get as close
Hardly even make a move.
Why are human relations such pickle
Where we end up choosing ones that don’t reciprocate
And leave the ones offering the world heartbroken
As well as shatter our hearts in obvious ways.
If it ever was as easy
As falling in love with ones that do you
And letting go of ones that can’t care
A lot of scars would never surface through.
The heart wanting what it wants
Despite knowing what’s best and what’s not
Is one of the mazes we’ve all been in
But not one knows how its dealt.
So we let ourselves ache
Grieve and question our self worth
Despite there being souls that see through us
There’s no helping that vulnerable gut.
With time if only we can learn
That seeking validation is the worst form of self destruction
And its always best to cherish what life gives
If only the obvious answer was that simple in execution.
(Featured image take from Google)