The end where I begin

Precisely knowing who I am
What I feel en what I do
Precisely knowing what I feel for you
But how can I not know how or when
And how it changes now and then.

It hurts
But what hurts most
Is that you see
You precisely know
But not how or when
And if you can
Help.

I can cry
Without tears
You don’t want me to
I want me to
But I still love you
More than anything
It’s just a fragile string
Which is too far away for you to notice
If I don’t fall back
Into the same routine
I promise
Next time
I’ll be fine.