in the dim and darkened alleyways of your heart, there lurks a

long standing silence...you who

*always* takes such a vehement stand upon a Gigantic Soapbox, Refused

to tell the details of your fears, hopes, and Anxieties, on a Summer’s Eve...

Many moons back, though, you did foretell of this tale, only it was

much simpler then, than it is

now. Now you have to deal with the aftermath---You have been Rejected,

and Thus, your fears

have come to pass. All you have been left is bewildered wonderment.

She who Loved and Lost, will

always be at your side, But Not BY YOUR SIDE. You think about the

possibilities that lie there in

the Silence...They Lie, like roughly hewn sea creatures, that one finds

a local Harbor shop.

"Silence there, and nothing more..." Never did He hear HER say the

words...though, they hang

there in the air, spinning softly in a tangled breezzeee...But, ARE

THEY FOR YOU? Nay, only for

others, now...you passed up your chance, in an effort to Save yourself,

your life, and the Future...

*was it for the best* surely, yes...ne’er a jest betwixt you and She

could do better than what you

have...so, in the SILENCE, you Part your ways of the Past, from your

Ways of the Future...and take

up your Cross to Bear,...In Silence....In a Requiem for the Dead...In Memory...

RIP...