Overthinking, overthinking...

Incomplete...

I can't sleep I have no outlet.
I keep too much in, there's no one here.
No one to hear me.
She was wonderful once I think...

What happened to that?
She would be happy just to see me.
Now a present is what makes her smile.
Bearing gift, I come to give them.
To see her smile is worth it, I thought.

Now I think this isn't true.
Now I would give anything to see my smile, with just her.
No one else, she would be perfect.
We have been together so long, it would be easier to stay.
Wouldn't it be?

Will I be able to find anyone new?
I'm difficult. I'm average. I'm stubborn.
I joke too much, work too much, and don't complain...
Okay, I complain.
Who will want me?

How can I say goodbye to a safe thing?
How do I say goodbye to something familiar?
I will miss this regardless.