Nature boy, here is the end the rope.
I no longer hold it.
I no longer tug at it.
I clutch at the chance of fleeing happiness,
At how many times i’ve let it slip through my hands,
I steer clear of the fond memories that keep replaying in my mind,
I can taste them, bittersweet and yet so very cold. I taste it and i think of you,
Im stuck at the bottom of this frozen lake, i reach for you like i do every time, like i have every time. I reach for you and i disappear.
Nature boy, i’ve set you free.
