Maybe true love just isnt meant for me.
Maybe im just here to give someone what they need.
To show them love and show them strength.
So they can try to find it elsewhere at an ultimate length.
Maybe im just a healer, or a fixer of old pain.
A loyal girl who stays, giving them the gain.
Somehow im always fixing what someone else broke.
Then I’m left to feel like my love was just a joke.
I wouldn’t change it though, its who I am.
Showing “real” exists, and doing all I can.
Some times it hurts, and I know I deserve more.
To be pursued, cherished, or even just fought for.
But here i am, still, doing all I can.
At then end of the day, maybe this is all part of the plan.
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