There's a simple, yet sad peace you get when you know that you've had your last chance with someone you hold dear. There's an emptiness... and an affirmation.
You are only certain of one end. No beginnings are in sight. All you have are those mentally dog-eared pictures in the back of your mind. The black and whites that replay over and over, as you search the background for some evidence that it was all real, or that it could be real once again.
Typically, every song on the radio is about you two. To it you sort through every word whispered, to find where you went wrong.
Sometimes you'll find that moment... sometimes you won't. The lucky few get to see the moment they walked away, or the cutting words that ended the other's dreams.
Me?
I just see darkness. I see our faces. I see my heart beating in rebellion to my head.
Oh, had I simply put to rest common sense, I might know all that could have been.
Instead I lay and wonder
until we meet again.
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