It was so perfect...maybe my contemplations went too far...
         broken memories pieced together, pictures of you and I.
      Shattered dreams left to carry out the insignificant balance 
         of what I want, what I need, what I wish for...
      And what I thought I had in you.

      Maybe it was fantasy, dripping with normalicy...
         Leftovers cast from deepened eyes, shadowed with desire.
      More likely it was diplomacy, hidden behind casualty..
         Leave me alone to live out my pain...

      The game is over, I will not play. I cannot sacrifice my
         dignity, what little I have left. Therefore I concede, you 
      Are the stronger man. May you always find in life, what you
         Dare not seek in me...

      Where is this road that leads us down the path they've
         labeled life? The words so strong, the lies that hurt...
      The ties that bind the loose held threads...
         The edge that cuts the silver thread.

      Maybe it was fantasy, dripping with normalicy...
         Who knows, it might have been the best we never had.
      More likely it was diplomacy, hidden behind casualty...
         May you somehow find in life what you never found in me...

      So here I stand. My flesh bared to the hardened flame...
         Offering up to the Gods what I dare not give to you.
      The final words of hope and love fade away like snow...
         Drowning deep within the depths of mindless oblivion.

      Maybe it was fantasy, dripping with normalicy...
         Quite possible the only good highlight we'd come to know.
      More likely it was diplomacy, hidden behind casualty...
         I only wish you saw in me just what I feel for you...



    And to think...he only wants to be friends...
             maybe the future holds that which I cannot see.

    I dare not reveal the depth of pain I felt at hearing those
      words...like a blade thru my heart to the hilt. My soul
    was torn...shattered like dust to be scattered to the winds.
      Calmness prevailed as I'd rather not make him feel any pain 
    at what had to be done. Deep down I believe he does care,
      but at what price? So therein lies my punishment, to love,
    yet never recieve such love in return. Affection can only
      go so far to keep me whole...better to live without love
    than to give all and be left in return. 

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