Losing It

I lose it when I think about losing you.
I lose it when I think about your pain.
You should always choose love
But you can always lose love
And after that, your world is not the same.

No, nobody's died recently, but I have friend battling cancer and our last dog is close to its last legs...and you just know what's coming sooner than later. Sooner than you ever expected or dreamed.

I figure it'll be the same with my own life and death. Sooner than I ever expected or dreamed. And definitely sooner than I ever want!

So day to day is a great way to go...until you go. The bad part is...you must go.

The really bad part: I'm starting to feel like Woody Allen.