LOVE IS JUST A MYTH

Love is just a myth. Making you want for things you only wish. I know it’s some thing I’ll never see. At least it’s clear to me. Oh, how I longed for you. To be that somebody, someone true. Now I’m lost in a stack of . Just trying to get over it. Every day you break my heart. A portrayal of someone dark. Never knowing how to love. Not below me or above. Love is just a myth. And how I wish I was over it. It can’t be given, it can’t be seen. At least not obtained by me. I tried to love him, I really did. But he just didn’t want me, that’s all it is. So here I sit missing him. Just like I did with all of them. Does he miss me, does he think of me? Does he know he sets me free? Love is just a myth. It isn’t real and it doesn’t exist.