everything is out of my control at this point.
i have no foothold on anything. no grasp on anything.
it's all just spinning around me.
except one thing. and i can't believe it, but i'm holding on. i won't let go this time. i just pray you won't fall out from under me like before.
i'm sick of saying goodbye. goodbye's to friends, goodbye to summer... i dread the day i have to say goodbye to my sister when she and her family move.
why do i cry about the future?
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This is the writing of the whiner's bio.
About Me
To Love:
I didn't ask you to stay. But you stayed.
I never asked you who you were
Or what you wanted. You were simply there.
What did you want from me, love? Was I not stronger alone?
And did I ever need you? But stay a bit longer.
Not long until they stop asking how I am
and I stop answering, "Fine."
Everyone can tell at a glance: You are here.
If you ever leave me
I will go with you.
I never asked you who you were
Or what you wanted. You were simply there.
What did you want from me, love? Was I not stronger alone?
And did I ever need you? But stay a bit longer.
Not long until they stop asking how I am
and I stop answering, "Fine."
Everyone can tell at a glance: You are here.
If you ever leave me
I will go with you.
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