Act IX: Always is Always

and always is valueless.

you have no idea how much good you do in my life.
there are moments where the current knocks us off our feet,
but sometimes i need that sinking feeling.
the one you get when the one you love the most,
the one you love more than anyone before them,
you know the feeling?
i need that. i give in to it time and time again.
not because i'm desperate, or i feel trapped.
i just like the way you pull me back up.
above the surface, our love stays afloat.
you rescue me,
mayday.
you save me,
mayday.

i don't know exactly how it is that you came to me.
i think that fate was always a foolish excuse as to why things happen.
not everything has a set course.
it wasn't fate that brought me to you, or you to me.
there doesn't have to be a reason.
we as people always want to know why.
we want reasons, and we often want them as quickly as they're beckoned for.
why would i want to question why things came to be?
all that really should matter is that we are, right?
sometimes, i wish people took a step out of their lives for a minute.
lose focus on the concentration we put on all the negative aspects in life.
something beautiful is taking form.
this is not a cliche.
i fall even more in love with you every single day.
the best thing that could be happening, is happening to you and i.

when i am laying in bed at night.
i think about spending my life with you.
growing old, getting married,
doing all the things we swore we would do as children and young adults.
being happy, like we always wanted.
we always want to be happy.
that's something i could accomplish with you.
something i'd to experience with no one else.
and then i fall deep into slumber,
with a smile, and heart bursting like a supernova.
mayday.. mayday...
mayday...
mayday.