Not to give too much away, but I had my way
Not to say I always had a soul mate, but I don’t see the point
Some good times, few bad times
As long as it was not awkward, it was good. Or it was bad
No, I am not wasted, but it was fun when it lasted
People came and people went, few remained
I adored some, I adore some.
I regret some, what was I thinking
Ah the beauty of a good friend
Too bad, I only found a few
Call it laziness or pride, never did I doubt myself
Loneliness was always around, not always did I curse myself
I lived in music and dirt
In books and dreams
Loved things and people
Never did I stop loving, never was it enough
More than dreams and soul mates
Loved myself more than anything else
What was the payback?
Nothing less than me..