Fade to Black, Note 32 in my Never Ending Series
She wanders the path of least resistance, coming at last to what she was looking for.
Her happy place.
She let too many days go by, burning in the fires of time.
She’s never wanted to be alone
::she’s alone all the time::
(How could she love you more?)
(You have a beautiful face)
::taste of change… how could you want to?::
She sits at last at the Place of Happy, thinking thoughts that she no longer wants to bear witness to.
(How could she let this start?)
(What was she thinking?)
She’s back at the beginning, holding on, trying to feel the same.
She’s tired of this.
And her world fades to black
Her happy place.
She let too many days go by, burning in the fires of time.
She’s never wanted to be alone
::she’s alone all the time::
(How could she love you more?)
(You have a beautiful face)
::taste of change… how could you want to?::
She sits at last at the Place of Happy, thinking thoughts that she no longer wants to bear witness to.
(How could she let this start?)
(What was she thinking?)
She’s back at the beginning, holding on, trying to feel the same.
She’s tired of this.
And her world fades to black