Years ago we had a discussion like this, rationalizing why we felt the way we did using irrational explainations and fantastic stories and memories that seemed more real than the world we walked through as we discussed it. At the edge of a forrest, through a freshly hewn meadow, down that street behind the school I tried my best to stay away from. We told stories from a yesteryear half memory, half starry-eyed romance story.
Was it all real? Did we mean what we said? How did we end up like this so far apart if we did?
Then again, the most profound theme of all our stories was we were never allowed to be for long. So is this not poetic reality conforming a beautiful tale?
Who wants to live forever, who dares to love forever? Who wants to live forever, when love must die?
Does it die? I'm devoted to her, as you're devoted to him. Never to do as we once did when we were younger. Why then do I catch myself in the dead of night, when I'm alone with nothing but our words across the land transmitted to keep me warm and tethered, find my self wondering 'what if'?
There's no chance for us, its all decided for us... This world has only one sweet moment, set aside for us.
How can we resolve this? I know you're not as conflicted as I am. So headstrong, so sure of the future as beautiful. I've only ever lived in the past. Only loved those things I though lost to me forever. I afford myself all the time to punish myself for countless mistakes, yet I never learn, do I? Where are we now? Where do we go next?
What is this thing that builds our dreams, yet slips away from us?
Was it all real? Was it more than two youngster's flights of fancy? Was it destiny forsworn? Was it destiny fufilled?
Who wants to live forever, who dares to love forever? Who wants to live forever, when love must die?
KenshiroKameMeijin · Sat May 22, 2010 @ 04:52am · 1 Comments |