I will take what I have and leave the rest to fate
my plans and stars never align with my heart
the tatters of my dreams I wear as reminders
Like the moth to a flame I will be drawn in
addicted to something that I am unable to describe
the fight to hold on to this feeling has run me ragged
I concede, your way was always the better choice
laying here wishing to be miles away
heart scarring and mind lost in a unlikely dream
wrapped up my need for the crazy, but knowing
that I will always choose safe
my needs and wishes not being meet this has become the norm
my acceptance hurts now, but later I will smile
for those we let go might come back
back to give more next time
or break me for the final time
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