Only Mine

I keep on seeking for hope

in the little things you do

in the possible future of (me and) you

but it ceased to exist a long time ago 

 

I need to wake up

stop trying to fix people

and accepting misery for signs

that you feel the same 

What I feel is only mine

I am just idealizing

dreaming with the image I created of you

that is the truth 

and there is no use in denying

I have been vulnerable

and you became a escape valve 

what I feel is only mine, mine only