There's no real way to go into this, so I might as well jump in
I've been actively preparing to be alone
Not in a way when it comes to love and things of the like
I've realized a while back that when my mum dies, I'll never know about my past
She's the last link and I don't know what makes her stubborn to tell me things, but it's been holding up all this time and I'm pretty sure I'll never know at this point
So when she goes, its just me
I look at my phone and I can feel that call coming
It won't even feel as bad as it should since I'm expecting it
Such a dreadful thing to do, but I rather be ready than unprepared
In terms of love and things of the like, maybe I've been readying myself for that too
Surrounded by doubts, I am
Going through all this shit, trying to figure out how to be a man
The fucking wolves man
Later Days, Longer Nights
