It's always in reverse...
At the end...
We think of what came first
Those moments and exact feelings
Some have faded...
Others have changed us beyond measure
Makes a hope renewed from passion lost
All at the mercy of the hands of time
Past judgment...
A future unseen...
Wonder and confusion
All play with the thoughts strung together
A web of lies makes the soul seek the root of truth
It's the realization understood, that it does not have versions
Only absolute...
From the place where we once stood
To where our feet fall now
Words are like arrows
Hitting the target deep
Conclusions drawn...
Collateral damage complete...
The absence of another may not break your conviction
But their complete silence may test your will...
Regrets of missed opportunities form
From a stand off of opinions
Taken root in higher moral ground
Makes the steps forward unsteady
Are you prepared to gamble with something or someone you may lose?
Because hazed recollections fail as solid proofs of fact
The crossroads now meet...
A decision awaits...
What bothers you more?
That they were right?
Or that you were proven wrong?
The curse of a deep love is known
It's the worth given in caring so much
All unsaid by you...
And me...
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