Thinking out loud
I don't love like everyone else, I'm not afraid of letting go, I'm not afraid of being alone, I already live with those two every day, I already live without someone I need, I've learned to deal with it, You live with a soreness long enough, Your body gets used to it, It's kind of like that, I've adapted to this, The first few times hurt real bad, Felt like I wouldn't come back, But the echoes of couplings past, Well, those pale to what I've been unpacking, I don't sleep well, I push myself easily, I break myself more than anything else can, I've got too much to do right now, But someday, I'm probably going to choose how I leave, I'd like the punctuation to be on my terms.