You've lived your life waiting, waiting to be that one. Now you're going to throw it all away, saying your done. Your impatience is the key, the cause of your faltering. You can't pretend it isn't true, you can't pretend it's really you. Love you can and love you must; but this isn't real love you can't fool us. Everyone excited, everyone looking for the reality; but there's none, none for any of us to see. Now we're floating, moving quickly to the finality. Life seems as though it's a dream, like we're flowing down a foggy stream. What can be said? Who can forebode what is ahead? The rest is up to you...two paths - change the future or go through and suffer the wrath. The future to you nothing, living as you please, in your hand lies the keys. You've lived your life, now you must walk away or make her your wife.
As painful as it may be; the choice, to us, seems clarity.
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