Maybe you do waste too
much time trying to find reason
in your cigarettes.
And maybe you want too
bad to find your heart
inside the sky -
or maybe even in the ocean.
And you're not really feeling
like yourself anymore.
Because you lost a part of
your soul inside of him.
But there will always be
people who cannot handle
your grace,
your beauty,
your wisdom,
your heart,
mostly because they cannot
handle their own.
Nothing is infinite, not even loss,
and you will find yourself again.