Jar of Hearts: An Anthology

Maybe

Why do I never learn?

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I let someone new in.

I wanted to take a chance.

I wanted to feel something again.

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For a moment there,

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I thought I had it.

I thought it was something new.

I thought it would be different.

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I thought wrong.

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It felt true.

It felt real.

It felt good.

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But that was it.

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Why did I believe it?

Why did I hope for it?

Why did I want it?

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For the first time, I was the one receiving.

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I wasn't the one giving.

I wasn't the one surrendering.

I wasn't the one chasing.

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But now, you've pulled away.

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And I am here, wishing.

And I am here, hoping.

And I am here, hurting.

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You shouldn't have been here.

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I shouldn't have let you.

I shouldn't have allowed it.

I shouldn't have done it.

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You were never the right one.

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We are polar opposites.

We are worlds apart.

We would never have worked.

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Yet, with one act from you, I've fallen.

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Am I that desperate?

Am I that hungry?

Am I that lonely?

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Maybe, I am.

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Maybe?

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I am.