We were given a ticket for a ride,
A ride or die.
We go on this ride called life,
There will always be twists and turns that will scare us;
That will make our stomach drop from the fast pace.
We sometimes need that adrenaline rush to overcome the impossible.
To win but everyone wants to be in first place,
Constantly playing little games.
What if the ride or game ends? will we get another ticket? or will we be lost?
We all want to find that thrill in our hearts,
But sometimes we cant because we hear people scream,
But knowing we have to keep calm at times.
And our standards are usually so high they rise to the sky,
But our emotions are lower then the lines.
We also have to tackle our fears and get over the challenges.
So Keep riding along and keep getting strong.

I've been selfish
I loved you so much that you existed only in my world.
1 facet. 1 purpose.-- to be loved by me.

I hated the thought of you being too far for too long.
When one day it struck me that I had been selfish and wrong.
You are a person so amazing and deep.
You have goals and ambitions.
Real dreams that took your whole life to construct,
all of which were never even considered by me.
The one that loved you.
Irony.
All this time, I've wanted to keep you close. As close as possible.
But now. I want you to travel as far as your heart will beat. And to find out things. Solve mysteries. Love and be loved deeply. I want you to swell with a hunger for life that you can't even comprehend.

Because now nothing makes me more excited than the thought of seeing you win.

Learning and growing.
Fulfilling and being fulfilled.
Not letting adversity have the last say or losing yourself in things that are man-made.

For the first time ever I realize that there is so much more to your precious being than my silly little fantasy
(together 4eva: L&D;)
So much more to your life than me.

So this marks the night that I release you from the confines of my selfish heart:

and love you still--
miles away
or far apart.

If you're a plague to me then what's the cure?
or what's the solve that would my symptoms ease?
that you're the cause is sure to me, past sure,
you are in every meaning my disease.
Unless you're poison,that's a different case,
a malady that time cannot undo.
Only antidote can win that race,
so I must find an antidote most true.
They'll farm a snake to take its venom out
make remedy from that which else is death
so if I need a medicine sans doubt
the ingredients are your manner, words and breath.
Then close to you is where I'll find my cure
and close to you my sickness will endure.

Again the sky
Takes good-byes,
And I heave one
Once again.

Good-bye.

When you quipped
Ciao so flippantly,
Or rolled au revoir
So knowingly;
When See ya
Really meant
See ya soon,
I heard it all
So promisingly.
When you said
Later, it meant
Sooner than later,
And you drawled it out
So wistfully,
Knowing sooner
Lovingly.

This time
Come back
And say
Good-bye again.

Good-bye,
My girl,
For now.