All's well

All is well that ends well
But who defines well
And what is an end if not for a new beginning?
For when I lost you I lost my self
Because my self was so drunk with love for you
I didn't know how to be sober
It hurt too much.
So I drunk my self into oblivion
And cried a million
tears
Fear
took over my being.
A completely useless emotion meant for those weaker then myself
So in retrospect I didn't lose my self when I lost you
I lost the me I had let my self become
Good riddens to her
And hello to me
I missed you old friend.