We're on the edge of a broken prayer,
My faith is held between the tips of my fingers.
I search for a reason to just hang on, but the feeling burns deeply.
With only a flick all of this could be gone.
The clutches of uncertainty are too tight, too much.
Our future remains a questonable haze in front of me.
The past we share becomes more clear than what could ever be.
One year left out of four and then you'll be set free.
You reside where you belong and found what you've been looking for
Rightfully so I believe you'll stay.
If in time our paths cross again, take a moment to sit with me and reminisce back when.
We'll laugh about our foolishness and youthful folly, rehearse small talk as the sun goes down.
Then catch a quiet moment while breathing even breaths until we can't avoid the obvious.
You'll remind me how I broke your heart once and I'll confess that you've shattered mine.
Awkward silence fills the space around us. Unspeakable desire claws at our throats only to be cut off yet again.
A stranger you sit in front of me
We've missed the mark once more
Around and around we go
This time is not a good time
It's the wrong time
Perhaps there is no time
Maybe we don't belong
Always opposites attract
Well then let us part our world's and go our separate ways.
To let go is to grasp the unknown and run from what used to be.
In case you're wondering
I'm writing this for myself, a letter to the past
Now lift your glass in "cheers" with me and sing a little chant.
Silence the "What If's" that kept me up each night.
Rest in peace to the countless letters in which I've poured my soul, so long to the days I waited with no answer, just the feeling that I'm "Falling Alone".
Destroy my field of dreams where I used to stare out and think of you. Tear the "Cornfields" apart for miles and miles so that I may forget you.
No, I'm not mad I'm just worn from the inside out.
The last chapter always leaves a bittersweet taste
But I feel it's something to look forward to
This is the end
Darling, this is Saying Goodbye.
---Part Four (The last part) of "Things he'll never know."