everything stands right in front of me. all of my hopes, all of my dreams. all that i hoped is now within reach. this was all i ever wanted.
i worked so hard. i got so far. this was all i ever wanted, but it’s still not enough.
i should be happy,
but i’m not.
so i stand back and watch the fruit rot.
it's everything and nothing all at once. what has happened, and what’s to come. the ones still here, the ones that are gone. i see them all, all at once. the secrets found out, the ones never told. eventually, they’ll all turn into ghosts. and i’ll join them in their ghoulish parade. then, maybe then, things will be ok.
i proved it to myself. i proved it to them all. i got everything i wanted. i got nothing at all.
times arrow will move forward and keep marching on. i'll stand back and with my fruit i'll rot. it's everything and nothing all at once.
Alright, believe it or not, time's arrow neither stands still nor reverses. It merely marches forward.