I feel it already, the first dew drops of pain and grief that will come
When you cease to exist
Or just cease to exist for me.
It’s as if there’s a lever on a board and I move it back and forth,
Present to future to present again
And I can nearly feel it, the crashing, tearing pain that will befall me
As it does all that love completely.
This being the reason people don’t love completely,
The knowledge that with life and love comes
It’s inescapable except for those who know no love at all,
Nothing deep or real,
Those who come to the conclusion early in their life
That it just isn’t worth it, love.
So, I did the deal, I took the plunge, I released it all to you,
I signed the bloody contract with my heart’s blood
Which ensures that I will know, eventually, inevitably
Greater pain than I ever have felt or could imagine.