The prototype

I hope that you're the one
If not, you are the prototype
We'll tiptoe to the sun
And do thangs I know you like

Love. It's better to have loved and lost than never to have love at all. What a bitter-sweet idea.
And in actually, its a notion that I don't want to embrace. I have experienced the sweetness of love,
a love so sweet that it changed my spirit, my heart, my existence. In that I do not want to lose. So
can somone tell me please why would it be better to have experienced that and lost it, than not to have
experienced it at all? I would much rather have lived in a blissfully ignorant state, than my current
heart-torn, incomplete, painful reality. Truthfully I thought that I could cast my need for him away,
turn a blind eye to it. Ignore it. But the more I have tired to forget, the harder it is to forget. I
guess I'm not suppose to forget, but why? When it is the rememberance of love that is the cause for my
unhappiness. Part of what makes this so hard is that it is impossible to seperate my love for him and
my friendship for him. The both exist as a part of a whole. One does not exist without the other. So
in losing my heart, I am loosing my bestfriend. I hoped, no I knew, that he is, was, the one. If indeed
he is not the one, then he is the prototype.

Time heals all wounds. If he is the one, time will tell. If I am to move on from love and eventually hurt
no more, time will tell.

If we happen to part
Lord knows I don't want that
But hey, we can't be mad at God
We met today for a reason
I think I'm on the right track now