
someday, you'll meet a wonderful guy and get your very own happy ending.
Every movie you see. Every story we're told.
Implores us to wait for it.
Sometimes we're so focus on finding out happy ending
we don't learn how to read signals.
How do we tell from the one who want us and the one who wont.
and from the one who'll stay from the one who'll leaves.
And maybe this happy ending dosen't include a wonderful guy.
maybe its u, your own.
Picking up the pieces and starting over.
Freeing urself up for sumtink better in the future.
Maybe the happy ending is just moving on..
Or maybe the happy ending is knowing that through all
the unreturned phone calls and broken hearts,
through all the blunders and misread signals,
through all the pain and embarrassment,
you never, ever gave up hope...
what we could have been, 8:11 AM.