Lets just pretend it was all make believe.
I'm getting so very good at pretending.
We spent that last seven months wrapped in a whirlwind of chaos.
but it moved so quickly that we didn't realize how everything was slowly falling apart.
The world had decayed into one big blur, and all we could see was each-other.
Once I had realized that we didn't actually belong together, that it was just some scientific force,
I pulled away,
just for a second in an attempt to stop the spinning and decide for myself who I thought you really were,
but your face started to fade.
You were becoming a part of the puzzle.
A perfectly shaped piece that fell right where it had always belonged.
But me? I didn't belong there.
I could find no vacant sections with matching pieces, to plug myself into.
I then began to to discover that your puzzle painted a picture of the future, a life you drempt up long ago, a life I could never be apart of.
I belonged to a puzzle of uncertainty, I belonged in that never-ending whirlwind of chaos...but not you.
I finally got the courage to force myself into letting go of your hand
but in that instant, I felt cold.
I thought letting go would bring everything into place.
but this place I thought I wanted, is nothing.
Its empty
I'm alone.
Trapped in this confusion and regret forever.



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