Disappointed, again.

I tried.

I really tried this time.
I opened my heart,
believed that it would be different.
Thought that maybe, just maybe

it would be my turn.

My turn to be happy.
My turn to feel loved.
My turn to know what it is all about.

Turns out I was wrong.
Not about you, you were everything I'd hoped for.
But about my luck.
My destiny.
My stupid stupid fate.

I let the walls down, once again.
I got hurt, once again.
So I gotta run, once again.

Alone. Still.

Next time the walls will be that much harder to let down.
(If there even will be a next time)