Thoughts

I couldn’t quite figure out if I was in love with you

or if I was in love with the thought of you

Everything is perfect when I picture us together in my mind

But in reality, things aren’t as good as they used to be.

Maybe it’s because I would rather have us happy in my mind

Then face the hard truth that things would never really go

Back to the way that they used to be

I needed to keep telling myself that the only way to be happy

With you; was in my mind

Nothing would ever be the same

Why am I so stupid?

No need to hold onto something that couldn’t and

Wouldn’t be fixed

So maybe I'm not in love with you

Maybe I am just in love with the thought of you

Where we are happy, and things are easier

But then again, that’s just a thought