Goodbye's are best kept short.

It's amazing how unsure you can be after all the time you've had to think. I do know the whiskey's not what had me trembling. How do we escape each other's grip? It's time to realize that we'll just never get the timing right. So close, but it just doesn't fit. It's hard to leave what sparks so brightly, but we just never had the flame. Move on to eyes that see your soul. Chemicals can cause explosions, but connections as deep as this will burn forever. If my world is always winter, you will keep me always warm. If my words just keep on coming, these poems can be made beautiful again. If your love just keeps on coming, our senses can be made whole. A lesson learned, in life there are choices to be made, and you can't have the best of both worlds. The best of both will never measure up to the best of one. And this I choose, our trust can be made stronger. My love, we'll heal each other.