For the Best
I love you.
But I can’t tell you.
I can’t bring you with me
On this slowly sinking ship.
I know it hurts.
It hurts me too.
But believe me
You’ll be better off without
This mess I call my life.
Maybe in another world
at another place and time
We could have been something.
But not now.
You, you’ll go on to bigger and better things.
While I watch from afar
Or maybe not at all.
Because even though I know I can’t
I do still love you.
But It’s my duty to let you go
To live the life you were meant to live.
Not the one I drag you into
Because I know I’m going down.
My life is a ticking time bomb.
But you’re not coming with me.
Not if I can help it.
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