Last Leg...

I wish you wouldn't give up on the human race. I wish you wouldn't lose all hope in us. I wish you'd return to what you once where. I wish..

I know you're tired. I know you feel like you can't go on anymore. And I know that you just want to give up and stop playing this game. You say you're too old for it, and maybe you are.

You know, it's odd how sometimes you can break my heart without even touching it. Not only that, you don't even have to be talking about me. Just speaking of your experiences which make me so sad, I want to cry for you.

I know you're older. I know you've got more experience in everything. I also know that you want nothing more to love and be loved back. Yet, you can't obtain that one thing because you're jaded.

Jaded. It is a state that one becomes in when one has been exposed to too many bad things and loses their faith in the ability for things to change in a positive manner. Very similar to numb; is a bad thing because it causes one to lose their drive to want to fix things.

I know it hurts when you've put all your hopes and dreams and emotions and efforts into that one person thinking this time, it finally will be the right one for me. And then it just blows up in your face. It's tiring. It's draining. It's frustrating as hell.

But I'm asking you, this one last time. Don't give up. Just wait, wait a little longer. I'm right in front of you yet you see nothing.

So please, see me.