how it ends...

four years flew through my hair as it whipped out my window. i was a passenger here. but i was steering you there. nothing i have seen was less than deserved. nothing i have felt is more than what you're worth. and in two days time i will awake under a new sun. a sun never seen before and never to be seen again. we are in this together, and i have never felt less alone. the emptiness was home but i am prepared to make you an offer on it. take it for free, if that's all you're willing to give me. i have missed out on so much. you haven't forgotten enough. i am not a discovery. i am a c r e a t i o n.