Should I still believe in miracles?
Do they really excist?
Or has my mind always betrayed me ?
It feels so...
Because, nothing changes,
Everything remains the same,
Except the feelings for you,
They are still growing,
And the more I try to banisch them,
The more they grow and settle them...
That makes it so hard to not believe in it,
Because still there is a little flame of hope inside,
That keeps burning,
And won’t totally extinguish until I’m absolutly sure that it’s all false hope..
But the strangest thing is,
That my mind really knows that it has no chance,
That there’s no way that something beautiful can grow between us,
But my heart won’t believe it,
won’t accept that,
and because of that, I’m so confused,
those two antagonisms contradict each other,
and so I’m totally lost between my mind en heart,
I can’t find my way,
I don’t know which is right and which is wrong,
And I guess that I’ll still be lost for long...