February 4th

*This is not finished but I'm going to publish it anyway. I plan to go back and edit. Not sure when, but let that emotion flow. 

I used to avoid writing purely about love
And talked about self discovery instead
But if an emotion swarms over thereof
Then what am I but what I dread.

When you texted me that night I was half asleep
Abruptly woken, I thought "This is strange."
I didn't expect what to come would make me weep
To the dead of night I detested the turn of change.

Perhaps it was better not 

Now I know you and I know pain
Making the most of us, to lose and to gain.

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Try changing the third stanza. Perhaps the couplet will make more sense then?

If I could have chosen to remain/ change verb

Had I not known you indeed do love me
My departure would have been a breeze
Had you been sober and 
Our memory could easily be left to freeze.

Had I not known we could have had been
My departure would have been a breeze
Had you been sober and trusted the unseen
Our memory could easily be left to freeze.