Chance

I've been thinking, regarding my last post. Do I still have a chance? Or is it going to be like Adele's song Chasing Pavements? If you wonder why am I so pessimistic, this is why. I tend to think too much, and in the end I always got hurt. I want to fight, I want to be able to get to this person's heart, even a tiny step at a time, but when this person decided to let me go, will I be able to get in? Or will I get shooed away again like always? This is my irony I looked up at the serene sky and I cried. This has gotten to my nerves. When I am left alone, nobody knows what I will do and I myself am scared of what comes to my mind and what I might do. I looked at the serene ocean.