I Used To Pretend That I Was

You Can Stay Up All Night And Still Not Count All The Ways To Lose The People You Love.

No One Gets To Start Where They Left Off; It Just Doesn't Work That Way.

So I Do What I Do Best. I Move In The Opposite Direction.

An Item That Looks Perfectly Normal On The Surface Might Only Be Disguised.

Maybe There Is More To A Person Than A Body And A Mind. Maybe Something Else Figures Into The Mix— Not A Soul, Exactly, But A Spirit That Hints You Might One Day Be Greater, Stronger Than You Are Now. A Promise; A Potential.