Saturday, January 10, 2009

Bye, now...

She told you what would happen
Warned you that she wouldn't stay
Yet you still wanna act like
You never expected today

She warned you, she don't need you
Now she's gone...
Oh, she warned you, she don't want you
She moved on...

So let go of the memories
Cause she already has
Let go of the heartache
You're already memories past

Oh, she warned you, she don't need you
Now she's gone...
Darling, she warned you, she don't want you
She moved on...

So many reasons for the words. So many souls for them to apply to - with a a plethora of meanings behind them. And she means them in every way imaginable. She's tired of being the forgotten soul. She's tired of being the invisible acquaintance. She's tired of being the reliable shoulder when there's never one for her to rest her head upon. She is on a path to becoming the person she's always wanted to see in the mirror. Everyday, she sees more of who she really is looking back at her - the mask dropping from its long held place. She understands now. The one piece that is still missing is closer than ever before. Her waiting serves a greater purpose and her joy is immeasurable. For all these reasons, it is time to say good-bye. She's not coming back.

"So long, and thanks for all the fish."

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