just one glance and i could forget everything just one cut to the throat and you could forget everything just three words and we could forget everything -- but will the world forget us? i waited for the world to end i waited till the end of time i waited i waited i waited and i still will (however long it takes me to get to you) but alas still i would not could not choose between you and the world so tell me now tell me (the truth i want and nothing more) why is it you and only you that lulls me? i was hero (more like a lovesick child grown up too early to face choices the adults couldn't) and heroes are supposed to save the world but i betrayed the world for you (and it was worth it every guilty glance towards you) inside i guess i know (but really i just want to hear it from you -- anything to hear you call my name): one look made it feel worth it one look made my anger turn to tears one look made me cry and shout and scream (tears of something like longing something like guilt something like pain but something like fulfillment as well) because i am pathetic but even more so with you yet yet there's so much left just for me and you (even if i'm remembered by only the insults heaped upon me at least i have you and that's all i really need)
he waits and waits through the snow and through the rain through the fires and through the pain staring staring waiting upon chance hoping the body (no rhythmic rise and fall but not dead nor dying) does something that can end this nightmare as it warps he does not like games he does not like hiding he does not like lies yet he is everything he finds dying because he knows (but he hides) that this has no end till one is carved from blood and tears he has the power why is he so afraid? (he has made too many mistakes a chance, a choice has made him so afraid it's funny, truly how this story goes it's decided from the start from an extra glance in the crowds this is on a collision course for disaster because some once upon a times are just not meant to be this story can only end in hurt so let this be a warning: that hurt is unescapable but ending it is not so let this be a warning: the cowards the liars the haters the fires only they truly get a happy ending) [why am i turning into the very thing i hate so dearly?]
