Point of return

I'll lay my love in these letters,
and how I'm so close to them being the last.

What is here for me?
You say you understand you are only part of me,
but yet you are the only part I can see.

Don't hate me for dreaming
for scheming,
for wondering if I can't be either or.

Tonight I am alone
colliding with the million voices
Tonight I am young
with limited youth beyond me,
wondering what point of my life this is?

Do I work to die with all my selfishness unfulfilled?

Come with me and let me have it all.