Move on

Could be, if one were to be drowned, one's last wish would be to feel the Sun on the skin again. Could be, if you could just wish it, that you could feel that peace of mind again. You could work for it, swim towards the surface, struggle to feel alive, could be that you might just get it. For me it could be to feel without feeling. I wish not to be bothered by the disappointment of having hopes for the wrong person again, but still maintain the dream to find someone real again. Right now it's difficult to have the second one without the first. However, it's far more simpler to just ignore the disappointment and go on as a cynic. It's not who I want to be, however. For now I'll just keep to myself, quiet and aloof. It's the best way to move on.