The tables have turned it seems. Life has a way of doing that. So as I stand at the precipes of change, I find the chains I thought I was bind to, never really existed. Because I don't want a fairytale ending. I want to be faced with my fears, and I want to overcome disaster. I don't want a life that's fabricated and distorted, but real, raw and honest. I did something again, something so completely crazy, I'm almost wishing it won't come true. I'm afraid I won't have the courage to see it through, even though I've been dreaming about it for ages. Do I even dare? As always, time will tell, and while the ending isn't so clear anymore, one thing is sure. Never before have I taken such a risk. If I fail, I'll fail better than anything in the past, and if I succeed, I'll transcend beyond everything I've ever written about. It's just so thrilling, isn't it?
The truth is, no one really disappears from you life, people never really leave, their roles just change. Someone who you thought is gone forever, can suddenly reappear and have an impact you never imagined. As I gazed into your eyes, and felt us reconnecting, I wondered if we ever actually grew apart. I know there are things I did that can never be forgiven, but I'd like to think we've moved beyond that. The future just has so much potential, it would be a shame to waste it. So what do you say? For old times sake? Want to fuck it all, and fly away?
