When I'm high, I'm really high.
When I'm low, I'm lower than low.
With you, I am a mess.
I cannot live without you.
That is a truth I must stress.
My distress is that we cannot always be high.
Eventually you must come down.
To know the high, you must know the low.
And the low sucks. But it is not permanent.
The highs and lows of life come and go.
All one can do is raise their arms into the sky, scream at the top of their lungs, and just let life go.
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