"Everything will be okay in the end. If it's not okay, it's not the end."

I don't know what your defining as "okay"
I don't know what your defining as "the end"
But you have a good chance of being okay
Before and at times other than
the end
And you have a good chance of reaching
the end
At a time that is not okay


It's not that I'm overly pessimistic, I'm just overly realistic.

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At Odds

Why can I not draw cohesive lines
between who I am and what I like?

A combination of many little pieces
of many parts
of life. As a whole,
I do not properly fit anywhere.

Someday,
this combination that you so like in me,
darkness and light,
will rip me asunder.

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Shedding the Old

shedding people from my life

friends and lovers

bad influences

Over

I've done it
now I must separate myself
It's over
unless I want the pain to grow

I can survive whatever I need to
I protect myself,
so I'm the only one who can hurt me

Someday that will change
and I will cry

Fear Of

It is not fear of change.
It is fear of loss.

Fear of taking advantage of a good thing;
flushing it away

Fear of loosing something good.

The End Could Be Neigh

But I love you
I don't want to be through
You keep me safe
You keep me sane

This may be the end, though
To what we have
To what we've built
and carefully crafted

You and I, we're just not the same
(no matter how much I try)
We're not on the same level
Though equal we may be

Fate

It had to end
There was no way
You just didn't complete me
Nor I you
We were matched together so well
But our stars just didn't align
Fate had other plans for us
It just had to end
To save us all

the end

Why do I feel this way
...still?
I just sit here and cry
(but I'd never admit that to you)
I didn't love him
We both knew that
But I don't know why I'm
still sitting here looking through
tear blurred eyes.

All I can do is write...
How I wish I could call
How I wish I could stop by
(and let you wrap me in your arms)
Neither of us do the 2nd time around thing
...And that's not what I want.
I just want you.

Why?