Fatalistic attitudes of fanciful weaknesses resides in my mind
And I remember nothing more than a savoured moment
A connection
Which I dont know
I just cant find any more
Ive wandered the rooms of your existence
You spoke of truths which wove in the fabric which belongs to all
And then you turned to leave
It was about this time last year
Im sure you remember
Misted windows
As I breathed too deeply
Felt too much
Wished too hard
I would hope you were happy
But really
I know your not
Happy days begin only
When they are the ones
We decide to choose for ourselves*

Many paths
Many miles
If I loose you here
Then remember
Just remember
To breathe