Tryin

So I have to come to find out things really aren't what they seem to be.
And I should always listen to my gut.
Because why I am over here thinking about you all the time you arent thinking about me.
Im not sure you were ever thinking of me.
Maybe in the beginning when things were new, but now they are old and I guess so am I.
I hate the fact that I can be so naive, or maybe Im not..
Maybe I just convinced myself that things were fine, that they were going to be fine.
But in reality they weren't fine and never will be.
And I have to except that..

So I guess you could say.. Im trying..