New Year. Yet it feels like last year, like a reset or deja vu.
There are fireworks at midnight but no one to kiss.
I am in the same house, playing the same games but with different friends.
I am sleeping in the bed we first made love but I am alone.
This time last year I felt loved. This time I know that I am loved but can not feel it.
New Year. New Me.
Who am I kidding?
It's the same me with slightly more insight.
It's the same me doing the same things but slightly different.
Hoping somehow I can get back that loving feeling.
New Year. Yet it feels like last year, like a reset or deja vu.
I woke up missing him but he won't be coming home to me.
This year won't start with heartbreak and lockdowns.
This year will be the year my love enough.
Who needs one stupid boy when I have myself.
New Year. Yet it feels like last year, like a reset or deja vu.
Maybe I started in a similar place.
This is my reset to do things differently.
This is my opportunity to continue being a better me.
The universe is showing me I don't need someone else.
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