You know I’m sick to death of you but try as I may I cant get away from you
Who said anyway that we were meant to be?
Who is to say that we should not meet for a while and then move right along?
The moments of a while, how long is a while exactly?
How do you determine a while, whose to know?
What if we have just overstayed a while?
I watch you frown and scowl, curse and scream, and wonder why you are such a troubled soul
Surely somewhere, sometime, someone must have loved you dearly
For you are incredibly kind yet so cruel but manage all with such efficiency
Never too late, never to soon, yet never on time
Your life is your portfolio, no pictures, no resume, just a carbon copy of the person you thought you would be
Your love is strong, unconditional and suffocating meant just for you
Whose to say you are just one messed up puzzle?
The pieces torn and tattered, no renewal date, too old to even care
Some parts of you I used to love, some parts of you I didn’t know, never parts of you I ever hated
For all these years have left us here
and still I cannot hate
For all the things you carved on me, you gave me too, the best of you, the worst of you
All of You.