For the good that I want you

For the good that I want you, I could do so many things.

I could take a turbo plane, to join you wherever you are.
I could climb mountains that I’d never climbed, navigate in waters where I’d never sailed, or ride unpaved roads. Just to see you.
For the good that I want you I could go beyond gravitational currents, space and light to keep you from getting old.
I could face my dark sides, so that you should never see them.
I could even learn to be tidy.
For the good that I want you I could like your friend who is really a pain in the butt.
I could give up on the sea vacations or move to a remote Greenland village.
I could stop eat my nails or wear my high waisted pants.
For the good that I want you I can stop racking my brain and be serene.
For the good I want you I must be honest. I will continue to put on my high-waisted pants, to fucking hate your friend, be messy and avoid planes like plague.
Because for the good that I want you I can change only remaining myself.
For the good I want you, even if it might end up, we will only remember the beginning.
For the good I want you, you’ll see, it won’t end.