The Best Has Yet to Come
To start this new journey that I created for myself...
I must start over with a new love and a new life.
The beginning to an end that I could no longer bear
to cry over with tears of pain, sorrow, and remorse...
the best of me has yet to come at all.
I am alone in where I go, alone with no proper home,
but my new story is from the bottom of my yearning heart,
yearning to learn even more about me, and possibly you too,
it was never a difficult matter of "what do I do now,"
but a simple matter: "Why me and why now."
I do realize that I will die alone one day in the future,
and there is nothing I can do to prevent my own destiny,
I might as well take the best care of me possible,
and always say to that little evil voice in my head:
the best of me has yet to come at all.
I was in love and I was burned badly to a solid crisp...
but I realize now that that was my past... I must move on,
and move on I did to repair my body as well as my soul.
Although the best of me has yet to come,
I know my soulmate out there will be waiting for me.
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