WHY.

Why Why Why..

Do I still want you? Is it just because I desire what I cant have? A sailor who is so painfully unavailable, thats apparently what my heart craves. Am I just lonely? I cannot tell. I wrote you a letter, quietly hoping you wouldn’t reply.  But you did. A part of me assumed that you would leave all of your words unsaid, so I wouldn’t remember how much I like them. I do miss the little things, they are so repeatedly provoked.  I know the pattern with you all too well, though. I gain a little hope, then inevitable disappointment follows. It stalks our conversations like a shadow.  That’s not the way it should be. Why then, do I still want you? My heart & my mind, they’re in two different places. AIN'T THAT THE TRUTH.