When stars collide, the days will start to end.
A sublime disarray, this life is such a wonderful reminiscence. We remember, for it is in that moment that we discover how far we've come... And how much we've lost. I look at you now and I see a bygone era, one of a thousand solecisms that cease to give peace. Pure our purposes may be but never were they enough. Truly, when did anything become enough to merit everything?
This is the moment when I give and this is the day when you take. There is a heart here to break and one more promise to make. And, truly, I am less than forgiven.
Yet a word is no more than just a minute reminder of a world grander than anything we can hope to see. Fantasies, after all, are only as good as the reality they come from--or the truths they try to evade. It is not what we need for even in the most important of things--love, joy, pain, and sadness--the reality is always so much more. And when reality is just an effect of the choices we knowingly make, then words should hold no sway over a life that found its way again after losing it for so long.
Really, we only know how it is to live when we've lost everything. And it is only after a disaster that we know what it means to live.
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This boy cannot wait for you now. Our time is coming, but already tears are being shed for someone else. And though it really has become colder here at the place where you once stood, I am not afraid of the loneliness anymore. In my reminiscence of you, naught but a smile can be mustered.
And though love might end even before it begins, I will brave this tempestuous sea. In dreams, without a doubt, nothing is impossible. And if in this dream, there's only nothing, then because of your departure, I have learned to make life where there's only been death for so long.
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And now, the fourth incarnation begins. The time is coming. And when it does, wounds that never really closed will bleed again.
This is the moment when I give and this is the day when you take. There is a heart here to break and one more promise to make. And, truly, I am less than forgiven.
Yet a word is no more than just a minute reminder of a world grander than anything we can hope to see. Fantasies, after all, are only as good as the reality they come from--or the truths they try to evade. It is not what we need for even in the most important of things--love, joy, pain, and sadness--the reality is always so much more. And when reality is just an effect of the choices we knowingly make, then words should hold no sway over a life that found its way again after losing it for so long.
Really, we only know how it is to live when we've lost everything. And it is only after a disaster that we know what it means to live.
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This boy cannot wait for you now. Our time is coming, but already tears are being shed for someone else. And though it really has become colder here at the place where you once stood, I am not afraid of the loneliness anymore. In my reminiscence of you, naught but a smile can be mustered.
And though love might end even before it begins, I will brave this tempestuous sea. In dreams, without a doubt, nothing is impossible. And if in this dream, there's only nothing, then because of your departure, I have learned to make life where there's only been death for so long.
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And now, the fourth incarnation begins. The time is coming. And when it does, wounds that never really closed will bleed again.