And so you fell....again and again I tried to catch you. It meant my own destruction.
How many times have we done this?
Not this time.
I will not catch you again.
This time you are on your own. As am I.
I will continue on. Will you?
The choice is yours.
I have to go on, alone...
It feels like forever.
It has been.
I accept this. Do you?
It matters naught.
So on I go...with light in hand, forging the path...
If none chose to see the light, what does it truly matter?
And that is the heart of it...it does not matter...