In letting go, I've reaffirmed again, restated I've come to know that cutting ties is overrated. some months ago, too busy getting all too lazy in thought, I knew i've got to run instead of standing still
never enough, ever enough times that i've stuck up for our love. got to give up habits that stuck. i'll write it off, use what I've got.
I reawoke, or thought I did, but who's to say it? written in ink, in that black book, signed up and dated. 5 years ago I never thought that I would make it but now I'm sure I'll do what I will do until I keel.
got to own up; ought to grow up. but in what world, a hollowed out trunk ? could I come up with better luck? probably not, - love what I've got.