Vienna - The FrayDay's last one-way ticket train pulls inWe smile for the casual closure capturingThere goes the downpourHere goes my fare thee wellThere's really no way to reach meThere's really no way to reach meThere's really no way to reach me'Cause I'm already goneOnly so many words that we can saySpoken upon long distance melodyThis is my helloThis is my goodnessThere's really no way to reach meThere's really no way to reach meThere's really no way to reach me'Cause I'm already goneMaybe in five or ten yours and mine will meet againStraigten this whole thing outMaybe then honesty need not be feared as a friend or an enemyThis is the distanceThis is my game faceThere's really no way to reach meThere's really no way to reach meIs there really no way to reach meAm I alreadySo this is your MaverickThis is Vienna* * *
I suppose you could try repeating it to me on a daily basis, and pray that maybe somewhere along the lines, I would start believing you.But to be honest, for someone as jaded as I am, it's not going to be a breeze.Like I said, you don't know how I see myself.In a torturous way, I daresay I don't give myself enough credit.I'm not trying to say that I'm not deserving of anything good.It's just that some things are too good to be true, or in actual fact, things just don't last as long as you wish them to.Or to put it crudely, they don't even last at all.I know I might be asking for too much, for reassurance that things will always stay the same, with the only change being positive.But other than that, I cannot find it in my heart or mind to accept anything that is being thrown my way.Heck, I can't even accept a simple thing like this.I know, like what she said, time would be the greatest test, but how long can you wait?Or should I say, how long will you be willing to wait?I don't want this to be a desperate bid to hold on to something, to anything that comes my way for fear of never finding another.I know they say if you never try, you'll never know.But the question is, do I want to know?Quite frankly, I don't think I do.Life isn't always rainbows and butterfiles, my dear.Just like how the frog living in the well only sees clear blue skies and while fluffy clouds and thinks that it must be a wonderful world out there, only to struggle to get out and end up dead like Frogger always does.I honestly don't know what or how much it will take to completely change my mind.What I do know, is that if you are persistent enough, it might work.Not forgetting all the effort you will need to put in.And pray that it will not go to waste.But still, at this point of time, I maintain that it's not too late for you to reconsider, before you even begin.I know I probably have serious problems on my views in this aspect, but I'm afraid that it will take a lot more than just being insistent to have a concession.* * *
And he said that if I was swept off my feet, it would've already been set.It might have certain truth in it, but I beg to differ.These days, the world is so made up that people start doubting what to believe in.I am one such entity, living at the bottom of that whole heap.Nearly.* * *
Fear of the unknown is one thing.Exploring the unkown, is another.They say what doesn't kill you, makes you stronger.Strong till you break?Or so strong that you will never let anything or anyone touch you ever again?* * *
If you are going to tear down the walls that I have so painstakingly built, would I let you?
Or would I rebuild them faster than you can tear them down?
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So many questions, so many unanswered.