I've come to terms,
That I am going to lose you no matter what.
Either to your hometown,
Or the hometown hero himself.

Yet I will mourn not,
For if this is in your best interest,
So be it.

I feel the blood,
Dripping from the corners of my mouth,
From biting my tongue,
To replace these inquisitions.

Why?
Why? Why? Why?

Such a blissful entity, you are.
A pure blessing to everyone you touch.
Is it possible for Angels to suffer tribulations?
I guess it appears so.

Why would you jeopardize,
The single life I hold dear to me.
Why are you so miserable?

I blame myself.
Not only as partially,
The source of your pain,
But also for not acting sooner.
For making you miss that test.

I've seen your self-destructive streak.
I've seen your cynical nature.
Yet I said nothing.
Did nothing.

And now it's too late.
I can't save you from this.
Not even if you wanted me to.

O how I wish that weren't so.
How I wish I could accompany you,
In the week to come,
But you must face this alone.

How could you be so selfish?!
Yet is it selfish of me,
To deem your actions selfish?
For it is of my own selfish desires,
That your life cannot be diminished.

Today,
You spoke those oh so divine words.
The one's I'd been longing to hear,
Alas, directed towards me.

I asked you of what your mind,
Was so thoroughly focused upon,
And you grinned in skepticism.
At that point I knew.

I knew you were going to articulate,
Those words I'd die to hear.
And I swore that I wanted to hear them.
Until you finally surrendered.

"I was thinking about...
How much I love you," You said.  
My reply, "Good.
Because I was thinking about the same thing."

"I love you too."

I knew I should have told you,
The second I saw you today.
But, as you were,
I was skeptical.

Wrongly so,
For I knew it was my destiny,
To tell you on that day...
Regardless of your reply.

I was afraid it was too early,
But now I realize,
It was almost too late.
It was too late.

I should have told you,
As soon as I knew.
It may have solved everything.
But I didn't.

For that, I apologize.
But I vow to love you,
Until there is not a drop of love,
To be found on this Earth.

Until then,
I will search the morning dew,
Every rain cloud,
And every puddle...

I love you.
It was too late to be early.
Yet, nonetheless,
I mean all three words.

This empty bed,
Only reminds me where you're not.
It reminds me where you are.
And that you're not here.

These songs remind me of us.
When we rapped them together,
Or when we danced in the parking lot,
To Jack Johnson.

This pizza reminds me of you,
Because we only eat it together.
And it makes me sick.
So I leave it be.

This game reminds me,
Of when I tried to teach you to play.
So I lay the controller down,
And turn the tv off.

Even writing this,
Reminds me of you.
But it helps get my mind off of it.
But not really.

This kitchen reminds me of you.
And when we cooked dinner.
Or when I made you pancakes,
While you were in the shower.

This shower reminds me of you.
Because I love the way your hair looks,
When you get out.
And when we cleansed each other.

This car reminds me of you.
And all of the places we've been.
Your house, mine...
The hospital...

This empty bed,
Only reminds me of where you're not.
It reminds me where you are.
And that you're not here...

So I sleep on the couch.

Drink your sorrows not,
For when the alcohol is diminished,
And sobriety creeps upon you,
Sorrow will shortly follow.

I yearn for your voice.
For it is the remedy for this distance.
And this Distance seems to be,
The archenemy of Bliss.

He waits patiently for his chance,
To ambush an unknowing victim.
Yet Bliss walks by our side,
When You and I are hand-in-hand.

He has no conscience.
And he walks with Bliss,
After his victim has fallen.
Yet Bliss, too, is another of his victims.

I yearn for that voice,
To be a shield against Distance.
And You, my sword.
For with you, I can defeat him.

For now, Bliss is nowhere to be found.
So Distance is here with me.
Bow at the ready,
Waiting for me to turn my back.

But I know he is there,
So turn my back, I shall not.
I play your voice over and over,
In my head, and Distance has been parried.

I wait for your return,
So I may take the offensive,
Against this villain,
And destroy him.

For I know when you return,
Bliss will be at your side,
And together,
We shall impale Distance.

If my tears were tequila,
I'd drink just enough,
To drown my sorrows,
And nothing more.

I'd be able to cry when necessary,
Instead of banishing tears within.
I'd be able to bottle my sorrows,
And drink them.

I see you trapped,
Among insanity,
Among bad decisions.
Among regret.

I know that I can't help you,
But more than anything,
I know that I will be there.
I know that this is only the beginning.

There is long journey ahead,
And I will be there every step,
No matter what.
Because I love you.

I know this now.
After everything,
I realize life is too short,
To leave words unsaid.

I want to tell you I love you.
I want to tell you I'll never leave your side.
That I've broken down too many times to count,
Because you jeopardized your life.

I want you here.
I want to bust you out,
Of the imprisonment,
Of your own thoughts.

I want to fix you.
I want to make you realize,
How dear your life is,
To all of these people.

These unsaid words,
Burn on the tip of my tongue.
They sting in the air in front of me.
They burn along with the tequila.

I wish I could tell you now,
But it must wait.

...Again.