Brink of Destruction

It's not hard to see that we are on the brink of destruction.
But when something comes of nothing,
What do you expect me to say?

Too much weight on love that could change with a letter,
A note, a kiss "goodbye".

You know how much you really mean to me,
But ask me ten minutes later,
I'll feel differently.

I'll find you chasing after me,
Years gone by.
But if it is meant to be,
I'll be there with open arms.
If not,
Then we still have what once was.