The biggest lesson learned from you Jen,
is i never ish to feel like i did in our end,
ever again, maybe when i talk to all as friends,
i won't over thik just a simple text i send,
i never want to let the conclusion drag out,
i'll open the window then throw the bag out,
shoot you one last glance, your looks could fill blanks,
i want to say i loved you, but i say thanks,
run to the opening in the window frame,
jump out the space and take all the blame,
i was built to deal with such, i'm certain,
i'm used to lovin then soon after hurtin,
could you close the curtain of that window i
leaped out and spread eagled smiling to the sky?
or would you, like i've done, wait eagerly until
you wake up from this nightmare and you're there still?