A work in progress

Someone once said, "close that window that hurts you, no matter how beautiful the view is". 

And honestly speaking, I felt that.

You could say that I'm making progress now.

At least now I'm dancing to the songs I used to cry to. 

Some people say that I'm too sensitive but the truth is I just feel too much.

Every word,

Every action and every energy goes straight to my heart.

You could say that I'm caring but I just comfort others with words I want to hear.

My mind and heart finally agreed on something you know?

My mind says it doesn't need a perfect relationship,

While my heart just needs someone who won't give up on me.

Still, it's one thing to need it, it's another thing to have it.

Apparently the world isn't a wish granting factory.

But really though, I don't mind having just one person.

Even if the whole world was against me I'll still keep living because that one person needs me.

You see I busy myself a lot these days.

I busy myself to avoid the pain,

To avoid how I really feel,

To not face the void in my heart.

So I won't hear the deafening thoughts in my head.

I just want to drown them all. 

But now I feel like I've been holding them in for too long and now the dam is about to burst.

Like I said before, I'm still trying to make progress. 

It really is a curse to be understanding but never understood.