Does there come a point in time when you stop hoping and wishing for someone you love to change? It seems that I spend a lot of time thinking about the future and the kind of person I hope for you to become. When will I stop comparing how I feel with you to how I feel with other people? There is this hold over me that I can't seem to break free from.
True you are a misunderstanding that I misjudged when I misused you, but blinding light (a swollen eye) is not the type of thing I deny. Though you aren't so gently noticed, I genuinely tried to warn you that my hearts like a ball of twine. It takes a little time to unwind. Come closer. He can't be the one you want all the time.