Man, Im wide awake. That expresso is still with me. Lasted longer than you. You found your exit just as easily as you found the entrance. You were not even in the maze and life was turning me in circles. I was black blue and purple, taking a beating and still filled with love for what could have been.
And here we are living the greatest sin, just pick one of the seven. Im sure we have it covered in some way and that should have been my sign to leave but feelings are one heck of a thing.
They pull us in directions of who we really are and we never accept who we could have been, how great we could have become and ultimately have to admit that we are less with you than we are without you.