putting myself first above the pain, getting on without abuse.

    i stood a chance of heaven. i stood a chance of you, but neither was the same or went the same way as you. it wasn't meant to be. it wasn't by the sea, or the air of wind beanth me. i learned so long ago that you ain't what i need, that a petal on the wind and out by the sea is heaven's gate along the shore and that what i need. i doth not regret loving it for thee. You weren't my party favor, you weren't my love to risk, you weren't another part i miss from my adolese. times have gone by and the wind down has died, but in the end i will me mine, free and alive.   maybe alone by the tide i will be but alive i will see it threw.  I won't mind the end of days without you, cause i don't miss the pain. You were violent so it ended and for this i'm so glad, i'm not amiss in the sea , i'm just glad just to be.  openended though it may seem love ain't a miss without you. i don't love you, i love me and that will always be true.