Maybe she deserves this.
To be alone, half pathetic.
She is too broken to see within anyone, to sense the right person.
Like a frantic bird, no home to stay..
She doesn't want to receive the love she thinks she can't return.
She had it once. And it hurts.
She believes someday, she'll have a chest to rest on. Arms to hold, cheeks to kiss.
But someday.. someday everyone leaves.
No one likes waiting. Not even time.