Where will I go?
How will I know?
*It's a long and winding road, and I've run the course before
back and forth, and through,
from the beginning to the end.
It's all over now, but it's okay,
because I feel better now ~ giving it all away.**
My twin is living somewhere on the second floor of me,
where she will always be.
She tumbled down the stairs a long long time ago.
I miss her,
but I'm not sad anymore,
because I feel better now ~ giving it all away.
I've seen that road before,*
and it's not worth the pain and the heartache,
again,
but I feel better now ~ giving it all away.
ldn
intriguing - i'm a twin, an old twin, single again, but think of her a lot
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