Would we?

Maybe I still like him. Maybe I have for awhile. Maybe I never stopped.
My heart might still be broken from the other boy. I know I shouldn't hold on.
Sometimes you just think, what if. What if he never broke me. What if I didn't read so much into "us".
What if we stayed. Maybe Boy number two wouldn't have given me hope. Maybe boy number one would still be with me. Maybe I wouldn't care anymore. I still care, deeply. I don't want to anymore. It hurts to think of the what if, the maybes and sometimes just the boy(s) names. I shouldn't try anymore. I can't help remembering how they made me feel. I want that wonderful feeling once more. But for now, I am broken, hoping, waiting and sadly wishing.
Boy number one.


Boy number two



love always,
Kara

p.s.