That's where you're meant to be,
Not stuck with some old soul like me.
It really meant something,
back then in the dead months,
even if our life only existed,
between the sheets or in anger.
It was better than nothing,
and better than anything we had,
before each other,
wasn't it?
I'm not afraid that I'll hurt you again,
because we both know I would,
and you would hurt me,
the pain is too easy,
not as difficult as love.
Love's the part we never got right,
we were so good at the pain and despair,
we lived for it.
Self-destructive doesn't describe it,
it's a petty, importent word,
meant for petty and impotent people,
and we're not guilty of that,
most of the time.
An air of immaturity choked us,
from time to time,
but that's life.
Andy Veilleux 
yes