Phil
03-27-2001, 03:33 AM
When you least expect it, the boom falls... when you see a future sketched in coal, the hope of a future sketched in gold emerges. When you see a solid future -one you can be happy with- a fairy tale is born... or at least the hope of one. And it makes you back off. Because no matter how improbable, it's worth it to try. Because this is life. This is fucking LIFE, and you don't get any goddamn second chances. You get a taste of champaigne, and you pass up the bottle of wine, because the champaigne is that much sweeter, and you realize that as long as you live, that sweet champaigne is all you'll ever want. You deal with the confusion, with the discomfort, with the stress and anxiety because you hope it'll all be worth it in the end.
You cling to the hope that she'll realize. Sometimes, you think she has.
And it begins.
You cling to the hope that she'll realize. Sometimes, you think she has.
And it begins.