For your sake and mine… goodbye.
In the end there doesn’t have to be anyone who understands you. There just has to be someone who wants to.
Day after day I
waited. All I had was a
cold dreadful silence.
Always give with no strings attached.
What can we ever gain in forever looking back and blaming ourselves if our lives have not turned out quite as we might have wished? The hard reality is, surely, that for the likes of you and I, there is little choice other than to leave our fate, ultimately, in the hands of those great gentlemen at the hub of this world who employ our services. What is the point in worrying oneself too much about what one could or could not have done to control the course one’s life took? Surely it is enough that the likes of you and I at least try to make our small contribution count for something true and worthy. And if some of us are prepared to sacrifice much in life in order to pursue such aspirations, surely that is in itself, whatever the outcome, cause for pride and contentment.
I am not afraid
because it’s too high. But I
might jump and that’s why.