Losing The Race That Wasn't Even There

It was all make-believe by my mind.

All it ended up doing was hurting me again, badly.

Why do I even bother to do it
if I know I'm never going to stand a chance?

I never saw the hints,
giving off too much of my own in the process.

Every move I made, intentional or not,
was saw right through.

I'm tired of having my heart broken,
I'm tired of being seen as such a ridiculous hopeless romantic.

Maybe the 100% wasn't meant to be a positive one.
Maybe it just affirmed that we were never meant to be.

You wouldn't have been the first.

Hell,
I can't say if you'll be the last.

The only thing is...
Will it come to a point that I'll be afraid to fall for someone again?