May 8th, 2009

In six hours, a lot of things can change. Perspectives come into play and are affected by things taking place in the surrounding atmosphere. People can fall in love, with a person or their eloquent words, the same way you tripped the first time. Rivers can break boundaries and walls between people; hearts can race at 100 miles per hour, sped up by adrenaline. How could such a short span of time change what you thought? The very concept of a knew perception makes for you to regret your choices, regret your decision to cease all affections. This is when the biggest lies come to the playing table, a sad attempt at covering up what was "lost." You have six hours to relive the beauty and pain of being just barely out of reach. Why then, is it so hard to admit what you've truly known all along?