All around me, this black city churns;

It's vile breath hot against my shadowed body.

And as I walk against the crowd of faceless people

(as I always have)

I realize I am an anonymous name in a crowd

of shameless Lovers.

They think they know.

They think they have learned the secrets.

They think they have found the truth.

But on my walk I have seen many things,

And today I saw

(many times)

That they are mistaken,

And they have built their lives on

Things of emptiness and lust.

I have seen that kisses are not contracts.

That promises can be broken.

And that eternities are not always forever.

There is time enough to love yourself,

After you have given up on the love of others.

But you cannot keep the world out.

It is always there.

Like a dirty needle

                                              hanging

                                                                      in

                                                                                     your

                                                                                                          vein.

That is what I have seen.

And that is the truth of love.

Because - most importantly - for every happy ending, there was a beginning.

And this is that was ours...