Is it wrong that
It brought me a little bit of
Peace
To hear you proclaim
That your heart still aches for me?

I strut through my life
My legs very tired as of late.

Surrounding myself with the glitz
The rust, the dirt
The cameras flashing
I stand behind them
Sometimes longing
For the ending credits of my life
To just roll.

Its becoming chilly
In the Chicago skyline
And we made a deal.

Its October
So much has happened.

What a life.