Wouldn’t it just be my luck?
To confess my feelings for someone just a little bit too late? Wouldn’t it totally make sense if I went out on a limb only to learn that I wasn’t alone in that, only to learn that someone else did it in a more timely manner?
And I’d try to be happy for ‘em. I’d have fake it like hell, but I’d try. ‘Cause they’d deserve it, you know, an honest chance with someone maybe a little less fucked up than I.
I’d try to remain positive about it. I’d fail. But goddammit, I’d try.
I don’t know what I’m going to do. But perhaps, now, it’s best just to hold my tongue until I know better.
To confess my feelings for someone just a little bit too late? Wouldn’t it totally make sense if I went out on a limb only to learn that I wasn’t alone in that, only to learn that someone else did it in a more timely manner?
And I’d try to be happy for ‘em. I’d have fake it like hell, but I’d try. ‘Cause they’d deserve it, you know, an honest chance with someone maybe a little less fucked up than I.
I’d try to remain positive about it. I’d fail. But goddammit, I’d try.
I don’t know what I’m going to do. But perhaps, now, it’s best just to hold my tongue until I know better.
5 months ago on December 14, 2011 at 11:50am
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isagiatt said:
Be well in yourself. Trust your instincts. The biggest mistakes in my life have more often than not come from not listening to my gut, so to speak. Be well.
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