Maybe I am the problem


Maybe I’m too broken for you.

Maybe we don’t belong together.

Maybe we aren’t supposed to meet.

Maybe I should stop trying to reach out to you.

All these maybes are so fucked up, because all I can think about is you and how it could be to be loved by you - how bittersweet it can be.

In the second I saw you, my heart skipped a beat and was all yours.
My heart belongs to you, but my mind is trying to convince it to let you go.

My mind is miserable in it and my heart is a stubborn child that won’t let you go.

It’s exhausting to hear them arguing about you, but in the end I know my heart will win and this will be the death of me.

The problem is, I don’t even know you and you don’t even know me, but my heart is saying there is something about you that I already know by heart, but I don’t know what it is.

I want to get to know you.
I’m trying to talk to you, but you never see me.

Maybe we are two different broken people that need to be found by someone else, but oh lord I want you so bad.

I want you and me at the end, nothing else.

Written by Charu

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