Lover Dearest

"It's so easy to come back into you...
My tongue's turning black, but I'll take you back,
You're still the best, more or less, I guess..
Sometimes I wish you would leave me.
'I'm not sick of you yet,'
Is that as good as it gets?"

Sometimes I wonder if we stay here because it's comfortable and familiar. I wonder if we stay here because living a lack-luster life with contentment is better than living an exciting one without it. I often ask myself why we're still here when there are so many opportunities that are better for us than this. I understand that we don't want to give up on what has taken so much time to create. As human beings, we have a difficult time admitting when we're wrong. Feeling the desire to give up means somewhere along the line, we did something wrong. Something felt wrong. I don't want to give up on late nights, early mornings, and I don't want to give up on consistency, comfort, or this. But we need to know it's not worth giving up on. Otherwise, why stay?

-Satisfy my Soul