Where do I leave off and where do you begin?
Where do I leave off and where do you begin? Does for better or worse mean that I be lost to you forever? My attempts to fix you only leave me more broken than before. It is sad for me to see you in pain; to cut, to drink, to lash out in anger and cries of being abandoned. My surrender will only leave me more dead inside. Where do I leave off and where do you begin? You bargain and lash out in anger to win my love. For you do not know how it could be gone or be lost or turned into something else. And I have no answer that does not but produce more unanswerable questions that lead to more pain and anger, and lashing out to gain my love. Where do I leave off and where do you begin? This is my fault, my doing. Everyone wants it fixed. Afterall, it is what I do. If healing you means that I become my own disease, that would be fitting; that would be right? For no greater love is this: that a man lay his life down for his friends? Where do I leave of...