"Without passion we may find some kind of peace,
But we would be hollow..."

I feel now.
It's been a good long time,
But I feel again.
Still only human.

"You stir something in me, darlin'.
You spin me about.
It hurts a bit.
But it's just a minor car wreck.
A tourniquet and some bedrest and I'll be right as rain.
You'll see"

I smile weakly
I know you know I lie.
You see into me like no one else.
You see my eyes.
And it hurts, yes, it hurts
To know you know me so well
And you're still unsure.
When I stir you it only makes you dizzy.

Did you notice
We stopped saying
"I love you"
When we actually started meaning it?
I did.
The implications shoot pain through my spine and tingle my fingers.

Now's the part where we all fall down
It's in the directions.
Like in the kids' song.
That's what we do here.
I'm so tired of falling.
And you,
You're always tired.

You're tired of watching.
Over and again the same game
The pile of deadboys at your feet is adorable
right up until I'm digging my way out from the bottom.

I know you don't want to see it happen. Again.
And I also know you are reading anyway.
Just a few pretty, pretty words.
That's all it is, girl. That's all.

It's not an ending here,
I don't think so anyway.
You know I'm still at your beckon call.
Anything. Anywhere. Anytime.
That will never change.

For those who hurt you,
I keep my shiv sharp, darlin'

Maybe when the fog drifts away
We will see each other more clearly.
My hope remains,
as it has longer than you know,
as it will for longer than you wish.

So to you,
My fairytale creature,
Good night.
I will see you again soon.