I look for your name. Every time I scroll the bright little screen in front of me, I search for you. Perhaps finding a bit of hope left, strong enough to even connect me to you. Enough to believe you couldn’t walk away as easily as I feel you did. And perhaps I’ve find this hope and I search for you to confirm this hope isn’t hopeless. I’m not sure what I’m expecting to find or see. And the truth is, you owe me nothing. You walked away and you held every right to. So you owe me nothing. But why do I keep convincing myself that you do. Maybe it’s to prove to me I’m able to be loved enough not be forgotten about. And just as you owe me nothing, neither do I. I owe you absolutely nothing, and yet.. here I am waiting. Waiting for you to reach out. Waiting to find a sign. Searching where I already know I can’t find within you. I know all the answers I want are inside of me, so why do I search your name like something has changed?
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