
But my dear
To be allowed to exist and feel these highs and lows may be a blessing always, giving thanks in all things
But I am least worthy of your tender forgiveness
Much less, to show my face but still I do
My dear
If reincarnation is true
Surely I would come back as a sorehead
But today I think
Perhaps I will see you smiling one day on the other side, if not in this life
Perhaps our very days are indeed numbered
By ourselves even, cocreators of our lives
But what about those of us who lead treacherous lives,
Or at best, banal
Ah, to have the courage and selflessness of a hero!
But not I,
Not yet, though perhaps later, or in another life
But to have felt your precious touch old friend, primordial family, to be very much in the ghostly grasp of a lover of yesteryear
That’s a chicken strip for another day
That’s how they go
Some do great things
Some do nothing much
Some do terrible things
But I’ll always cherish the happy memories I had with you
To the best of my pitiful shallow heart dear
I live until it is my time to go
But the best days can go so fast
And the worst last so long
And what of time wasted,
Opportunities passed
Things taken for granted
People left behind, but all hope is not lost
Dearly I remember these things you taught me
No matter my sins against you
My dear
Aw dear
For you taught me about love
You taught me about friendship
You taught me about truth
And though I cannot face you for I am ashamed
And know to pull you in close, making you depend on me, I would but betray you again, and again, though I am wounded, lonely in my misdeeds, but they are my misdeeds
I stay here to say I think of you dear
And if I've lost you to death itself, then if you are suffering on the other side, so do I deserve to suffer, the least of which suffers I should also, but will I have the courage of my expressed convictions; words are all I have still, sown in the wind
Just indulging in a more melancholic art style again, sorry to be a debbie downer dear <3 Still, you think of those new chances and doors opened you find in life be it a new job, new friend, new lover, reconciliation, some accomplishment that is for the better, and it makes you feel good <3
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=XA69ObEpC2w
To be allowed to exist and feel these highs and lows may be a blessing always, giving thanks in all things
But I am least worthy of your tender forgiveness
Much less, to show my face but still I do
My dear
If reincarnation is true
Surely I would come back as a sorehead
But today I think
Perhaps I will see you smiling one day on the other side, if not in this life
Perhaps our very days are indeed numbered
By ourselves even, cocreators of our lives
But what about those of us who lead treacherous lives,
Or at best, banal
Ah, to have the courage and selflessness of a hero!
But not I,
Not yet, though perhaps later, or in another life
But to have felt your precious touch old friend, primordial family, to be very much in the ghostly grasp of a lover of yesteryear
That’s a chicken strip for another day
That’s how they go
Some do great things
Some do nothing much
Some do terrible things
But I’ll always cherish the happy memories I had with you
To the best of my pitiful shallow heart dear
I live until it is my time to go
But the best days can go so fast
And the worst last so long
And what of time wasted,
Opportunities passed
Things taken for granted
People left behind, but all hope is not lost
Dearly I remember these things you taught me
No matter my sins against you
My dear
Aw dear
For you taught me about love
You taught me about friendship
You taught me about truth
And though I cannot face you for I am ashamed
And know to pull you in close, making you depend on me, I would but betray you again, and again, though I am wounded, lonely in my misdeeds, but they are my misdeeds
I stay here to say I think of you dear
And if I've lost you to death itself, then if you are suffering on the other side, so do I deserve to suffer, the least of which suffers I should also, but will I have the courage of my expressed convictions; words are all I have still, sown in the wind
Just indulging in a more melancholic art style again, sorry to be a debbie downer dear <3 Still, you think of those new chances and doors opened you find in life be it a new job, new friend, new lover, reconciliation, some accomplishment that is for the better, and it makes you feel good <3
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=XA69ObEpC2w
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