endless and suffocating

How long can I wait?
Probably forever —
My optimism is endless and suffocating.

I don’t know if you’ll ever be there.
They say if you love something —
You should let it go.

They leave out the part where most things don’t love you back.
Or even if they do —
That doesn’t mean they can return.

Someone can love the shit out of you and still not be able to be with you.

They will probably try, but it will be broken.

You will both be broken.

But at least it’s love.