I'm talking to you in there.  
You know how special you are.
The way he looks at you,
and you know you've been looked at that way times before this one.
He looks at you, with utter compassion.
Holding back all he wants
Because you have yet to experience the pang of loneliness that is required in order to truly understand what it means to cherish another human being.

You may start a sad story about your life,
But do you realize that the saddest part
Is that you don't see yourself the way you should?

Most heroines are overlooked by their would-be suitor
and all see the tragedy in it.
That she is not valued by them the way she deserves.
She is not looked at and sought after the way she deserves.
But who is the other person in your life, Amy?
Who is the one person that will not appreciate how incredibly coveted you are?

You.

You and only you.

Those who care not for you have no interest in bathing in your excellence.
These people are not to be minded.
But there are many who are changed for the better just by knowing you.

Why are large animals so majestic?
Because they have the undeniable ability to ravage all in their path,
but choose to do so only when it is key to survival.  

You could easily spread a wave of grief across all around you by taking a detour off of this bridge.
But it is your decision to instead change lives that shapes you as a beautiful person.  

Death is much easier than life.  
But being selfish enough to cause pain for so many people would forever damage the soul.  
Even in the next life,
they would be cursed to only being able to cause pain.

This might be the turning point in your reincarnations.  
You have the option of selfishly leaving and destroying all hope for future lives.
You have the option of taking all your pain and promising to aid all others in pain so as to be healed yourself and lead to generations of joy forever.  

So when you look back at this, and ask what the best option is, remember the title of this poem.

Let it Go, Let it Go
You know that it happened so long ago
Let it Go, Let it Go
You'll only learn to love when you learn to grow
'Cause here I stand, And there you'll stay
Let this storm pass on
This breakup shouldn't bother you anyways.

It has been so long since I decided it was best to go our separate ways.
If you want to continue to suffer, fine.
If you want me to suffer, okay, I guess that's understandable.

But her? Why must she suffer?
You are toying with lives as though you have no responsibility for your actions.
We all must hurt and be hurt as some points in our lives.  
But it is never excused.

There may be reasons, but you are attempting to excuse your actions.  

Let go of your anger for me and hatred of yourself,
And maybe you will be happy again.

Fire
It isn't just destruction,
It is warmth
It is the sun
It is life

Fire
It gives me drive
It gives me passion
It gives me feelings

Fire
It creates the spark
It creates excitement
It creates jealousy

Fire
It holds me to you
It holds me to people
It holds me to life

Fire
It dies
It turns my face
It ignites for him

Fire
It draws me to him
It forces my hand
Forces my lips

The fire in my heart that burns for you is dying.  It has been doused several times, but refuses to die just yet.  

The fire that burns for him grew too quickly and is now a poison
Ripping me apart
Eating away at my body from the inside, out
It's ruining my relationship with you, with Rose, and with myself

This fire is burning my heart alive.
I can feel it roasting
At least, I think that is the ache I feel in my thoracic cavity

I am miserable.  
But I have no idea how to change that.

I have found myself in this dark place once again
Everything has worked itself out
Or at least, as well as it could.  

Life is good. I enjoy my school, my friends, and my beautiful partner
He and I take on the world together, one day at a time.
And sometimes, talks of the future come up, but that is to be expected.

Everything could be great.
Everything is great.

But then, you get drunk, and say things that make me lose my confidence.
And that lack of self confidence has made you lose interest.
You always accept the intimacy,
You sometimes accept me.

But you care enough to take care of me after we break up.
You say you will make sure I am not alone, And I believe you.
But then why do you have contempt in your eyes?
Why is there boredom and annoyance on your face?
You seem to detest me, and I can't help but take every passive aggressive comment as you saying,
"******* *****, go away."

I am reading too much into this.  This, I know.  
But I am not delusional.
I see the way you meet my gaze and then dart away immediately. Afraid that if you look too long, you'll love me again?

I want to be wrong
Please, just prove me wrong.
Say you don't mean any of it and that I am still important to you and always will be.
I can't stand to think that my misinterpretation of you looking at me looking at you looking angry at me for being upset towards you for misinterpreting your words towards me has ruined everything I fought for.

I need to figure out this whole "alone" thing.
Because every moment away from you,
feels like an eternity.

I am sick with a cold, and cannot take care of myself.
And as tired as I have been all day,
This twin sized bed is too big without you.

This relationship will last.
If even just to prove wrong all those people telling me
that none of my relationships are a serious thing.
I want nothing more than to share you with everyone in my life.

I have moved on from my own past.  Why must the people around me dwell on it?

In one group, you are the celebrity.
Everyone looks to you as the nice guy, the funny guy, and the awesome guy.
To me, you're my hero.
You make me the person I've always wanted to be.
Together, we are invincible.

Around my group, you are the 'other guy.'
I'm supposed to be with Preston still, and I just can't be.
He changed as soon as I dumped him.  
Apparently I wasn't important enough for those changes to happen earlier.  
Or he finally has discovered the log in his own eye.  
For all the splinters he accused I had in mine, maybe now he won't be blinded by his own ignorance.

Yet, you are punished for all of this.
For everything that happened between Preston and I.
I am happy being with you, and you are hardly allowed to set foot in my room here,
let alone stay the night.
It infuriates me how my own roommates would rather me be alone than happy,
because I proved them right.

Both of them told me I was too good for Preston.  
They were secretly the votes that helped me decide to move on.  
But it wasn't their way.  

So why must you be punished?

Please come back home soon.  
I need you beside me, whispering in my ear that everything will be okay.
I need you telling me that we are invincible together.
Logan, I need you.