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All I have to be certain about
are the words I lay to rest
on this page and in the world
I am unaware of the soul
that beats my chest
I just know that something is guiding me
as I turn and run to you in the woods
I no longer know what happiness means
because being near you feels best
so what am I to want
when all I want is to love you
you are my everything
my whole world
for how long can I leave for
when I depend on you so much
I question what other love
could possibly offer me more
I walk for hours alone in my head
and almost certainly I find peace
the endless chatter
runs its course
the stillness of the pond
why am I so consumed
with what is waiting beyond
I do not wish for what is waiting
I am happy
I am happy
I am alive