How many years does it take
To realize all that you have lost?
How many tears shed in the sake
Of paying for what your words cost?
Who has known you at your best
And stuck through all the bad?
Who has shown you peaceful rest
On nights you caught onto what you had?
What can you gain now on your own
Away from the one who brought comfort?
What kind of pain are you afraid of being shown
When you eventually feel some hurt?
Why must you lose all you managed to gain
In the short time we were able to be together?
Why must we choose to venture in the rain
After we know I can shelter you from the weather?
When will you learn from your mistakes
Before or after it is too late?
When will you turn into what it takes
To ensure this is not our fate?
Where will this person be at the moment
When the painful truth is finally realized?
And will you still hurt some, or own it
To obtain the final strength to open your eyes?