Reading into things, analysing and over-analysing
Wondering if I missed anything not said
I realise I had hope, unexpected hope
Hope against realities set in place by others
Hope in face of impracticalites I had no control of
Hope that the words would translate
Translate into much more than what they were
I try to fight it, kill it, to hide it
But it doesn't go away, it keeps reigniting
So I throws the words away, hoping they go to oblivion
Wishing my mind erases them, no longer able to recall
Recall the words that give such impossible hope
Because no matter how beautiful these words are
No matter how sincere
The sentiment remains the same
I don't want you.
