apology

    I'm in the Home State for a family thing. I'm learning things about my family. They aren't all bad, but they aren't necessarily good, either. In so doing, I'm learning things about myself. Likewise, not all bad--but some, not so good.
    Less than a year ago, I thought I would be in a very different place today, doing something much different than I did. I'd dreamed that I would be on an island, in fact, with someone that I both barely know and in some ways know better than anyone else in my life. Or perhaps it would be safer to say that we knew each other then better than anyone else? Or maybe it is since then that we really have come to understand each other.
     There is one more thing to be said, besides this: I am sorry. And it [by Vertical Horizon, with the obvious title] (and barring the unforeseen) is the last that I will say on the subject.

It's good to see your face in the morning
It helps me to face the day
I see you lighting a candle
As I turn away

I want you
I need you
In a way that confuses me but
It's good to hold you
But it's better when you're not there
It's better when you're not there
It's better when I don't care about the things you say
In the world's worst way
It's better when you're not there

Somehow it waits 'til the morning
I feel your eyes on me--a perfect moment
It's such a perfect moment
It almost sets me free

I wanted to keep you
Holding me while you're pulling away
It's good to know you
But it's better when you're not there
It's better when you're not there