My Fix

Kay, this is the last "woe is us" poem for a while. I just needed to get all this empty emotion out so that I can focus on all these new aspects of my life that I have yet to embrace. So...

I don’t know how to live without you
I’m still busy blessing the day I found you
I know I can’t keep you, but I want to
Shit, I’ve been feeling you since high school

Man, it’s going to fucking hurt!
Too bad it just won’t fucking work
Cuz I was seriously considering giving birth
To your kids

Yea, I know
That was plural
As in more than one
But that’s what you do to me

You make me believe that the impossible can possibly be
And the only one keeping me back is me
And the only thing stronger than “I” is “we”

But there's no hope for us

So I plan to live each day as my last

And make room for future, by giving up past

Cuz this whole life is going by fast

And I'm done giving myself time to catch my breath

*Whew*