means the eventuality of being not just a beacon star shining bright,...
but alone,
not lonely, though.
I already know that however,
because I was born an old soul,
you know.
I often practice my solitude now,
more with each passing day,
which I finally appreciate today.
Looking back hurts too much,
but I care too much to look the other way. I'm trying to make it last you know,
this departing, this sweet leaving, this going away.
I often practice my solitude now,
more with each passing day,
as I try my best to slowly fade away.
