Somewhere in the long run

There is someone I know,

That I know using me,

Of how he knows who I am,

Who I want to be,

How I am smart,

Intellegent,

Not all beautiful,

Witty,

But he thinks he has all the ropes,

To tie me down,

To control me,

How I know,

He's a devil,

With a face of an angel,

How he knows what to say,

What to do,

To  keep me on the edge,

Maybe what I'm doing is evil,

As evil as he is,

And maybe I'm digging my own grave,

And one day I may fall at my own trap,

But at least I want to try,

To be who  he needs to be,

Who he wants me to be,

I know,

One day,

I look for my phone,

Hoping that he calls,

Hoping that he text,

And wishing that one day,

He'll say

'I love you'

Just maybe,

Somewhere  in the long run,

And  maybe,

Never.

-A

You  can always hope and wish for the happy ending.

 But I know I won't find it in his world.

Maybe you'll see this one day mirul.

But I doubt it would go this far. 

And if it didn't but you see this. 

Yeah, I was that far in.