are we kidding ourselves? to think that one last chance, dance, prance in the moonlight is worth all the pain that comes. our crying eyes caught in the glow of our sad boxes which keep us linked every moment of the day. you who pulled aside the curtain on love and i who gave you every last sparkle i had. i needed to be held but you only held onto me while i fought my own battles. then the battle i ran off to fight on my own was too much. i never left you i let you walk. but you left me in the  dust. robbed my chances after hanging on too long. but it wasn't just you i never tried to escape.