Tarot

I had a tarot reading It said you weren’t the one What am I supposed to do now? Break your heart, and run We were good, it was special You were where I thought that I belonged Something’s changed from this rhythm Now I’m questioning where I belong She said good fortunes on the cards She sees a lot of green (money flowing to me) Mitchell’s ‘River’ comes to me, ‘Gonna make a lot of money & I’m gonna quit this crazy scene’ & go nowhere in particular Don’t want familiar Don’t want to limit her I know it’s time to start again It’s time to be a friend Don’t remember when the last time was She said “take it with a pinch of salt” Should I believe some, or none at all? She said I’d make a lot of money, But does not see a lover for me