and on the night I thought I lost him
the heavy air did hang sweet, and tears flowed down my cheeks
maybe there was a resounding birth of things I couldn't have if I was taken
and maybe there was fresh air to be breathed and the sky felt that tomorrow wouldn't loom as heavy
if I didn't know then that I would never be ready to leave
because letting go is never simple
and less than simple, are my feelings
I know now
a love comatose, drunk words spill out of you and I wish they never had. "I love you" sounded so good when it was whispered in my ear...not so much when it is left behind, unspoken of again
I am always straight and so sober are my thoughts
I wish I didn't love you
and I wish I hadn't fought