I might be gone tomorrow, but I'm on my way tonight,
Without you, I'm the wind blowing wild and free,
Though, you once said you'll follow me anywhere;
Your eyes tell me you don't even care,I know I can't change you, it hurts more that I won't change.
Let's be lonely together.
I might be here tomorrow, but I'm invisible tonight,
Let's meet at the bottom of a bottle, where you're poison laced with desire,
Now I'm running away my dear carrying my cross and all my fear,
I must figure it out without you;
Though you're the high, I cannot live without.
Poetry On Odyssey: Confessions Of A Loner And His Broken Heart
Sometimes love can make us more lonely than being apart
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