My Feelings Will Entwine

Everyday, I think to myself,
I think about what is yet to come.
What is yet to be.
Although I couldn’t
stand the thought of being alone
I’d know my one and only would still be with me.

I wish to see myself as better
I wish to want to be that one
But with my nature
It is to be.

In my nature,
A story will unfold.
All that sadness
All that cold
Will disappear
Creating a happiness
In my soul.

I feel it is to be.
But there is nothing left.
For me, I will find myself.
I will unfold the story.
I will leave it all behind.
The old me will disappear.
The wind will blow
And like that, with nature,
My feelings will entwine.