Heartstrings

Day by day, slowly but surely, I'm starting to believe that we can never be together. I used to think that we're similar, but what was similar before is all gone. Like a rock eroded away by the waves that constantly crash on them, I am beginning to develop a hole, an emptiness inside. Everyday you seem to be growing, blooming with happiness and positivity I have never witnessed before, while I am constantly stuck in this quagmire of despair and self-pity. You seem to bring out the good in everything around you, while I can't stop tearing down all the negativity simply because I can't let go. You decided that you want to move on and get over it, while I, trying to be strong and adamant here, finally feels how it is like to feel like you did - trapped in bewilderment and uncertainty and unanswered questions. I thought I could be cool about it, but I can't. Not anymore. I'm finally not afraid to admit that I want you.