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follow that path

straight down the rabbid hole

into an eternity of monontiny

where you are is what you become



one time in our miserable

it looked as if we were about to make it

into that eternity of bliss

the one choice that haunts us all



i still love you

as you will always be

forever etched into my memory

no amount of hope will kill that



i believe i gave it my all

there is the distinct possiblity that i am wrong

now this distance is killing "us"

although that is just how you planned it



so now i have grown incapable

of feelings that in some sad way do not stem to you

i suppose though that is how you wanted it

how i wanted it in the end



first i guess i should introduce myself

i am mister everyman

i am the one that gets left at the alter

i am the one who no matter how incredibly hard i try

i cannot give up on you.



the first time that i met you

we were far to far apart

the last time that i saw you

we became those children again



and so, i await your whisper in my ear

i await for you to grow old of all this

and i pray that maybe i shall fall back into

your good graces.



yet i do not hold my breath

for long enough to allow

my heart to stop beating

hope is a great evil to top all.



with time i assume we shall tell

that hope was misplace

yet i wait for you to come home

and to allow me to reintroduce myself.