The day I said goodbye to you,
I knew things would never be the same.
But as those feelings wash away down the drain,
I realize how much I don't feel the pain.
I'm going to move on.
I'm going to be me.
I'm strong and if you don't see that,
then you're not worth my time.
Because there is someone out there,
my dashing prince charming,
waiting to swoop me into his arms
and make me his.
He will not rescue me in the conventional sense,
because I don't need saving.
But he'll mend my heart and make me whole,
and remind me why I wished upon a star.
I will be happy.
I will be special.
I don't need confusion or messing with my mind.
All I need is something genuine.
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