stuck on a face
I need to find a way to believe.
I need to get it back.
I need to remember how it felt to believe in whirpool of magic and sparkles. That its not completely gone and there is some left, at least.
I need to believe that my heart isn’t naive. That its ok to jump into a pretty picture. That these moments of happiness exist without any lies.
I need to believe so my heart doesn’t feel lost and betrayed.
Because when I believe, it gives me a little hope.
That maybe, someday….I’d get my chance to get rid of being lonely.
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