Chasing Pavements

One time too many. But yet everyday I'm hoping, wishing, praying. You know its absurd when I'm holding my breath and hoping that all turns out fine?

I was scared.
Now, I am still scared, but more so helpless and useless when all i can do is just scream 'stop it' in my heart.
I would think that I would have gotten immune to it? Desensitised? But no.
I dont want to lose this.

Maybe one more wish, one more prayer