How do you deal with change?
Perhaps I hold on to the past a bit too tightly, though it's not mine to begin with.
It's being happy and sad at the same time.
Is this the "knowing" that they've been on about? Cause if it is, then I think I "know".
This could be my last stop, and there was no fork, no confusion, no fear. It's crystal clear, and it's something I've been longing to see.
It's the best.
Or is it?