ImprintMechanic

I decided not to make an effort, Not to bother... Not to try... And this is how it turned out, It turned out fine! I didn't have to wake up, I let the pillow hit my head. I escaped the wage slave rat race I could spend the day in bed. And if I don't eat or drink, or move at all I wont make the place a mess. I can probably live on air alone But I'll have to exhale less. Well You want to take things slowly, However long it takes. Fine. It's the same foot  to accelerate, Or to hit the brakes. So if you want to come and  join me, If you can't be bothered with it all Just drop whatever you are doing I'll be waiting for your cal

We watch for storm clouds, In the clearest blue skies. If we worry too much it's because  We care in equal amounts. Though our shadows,  Are never more than a step behind, We face the future, Racing towards a light, In which we share hopes, dreams, and love. We may be watching for storm clouds But we are living beneath blue skies. We should live like the blessed souls we are. No moment together will pull us apart. No time away will hold us from each others arms. No doubt can shake our faith in each other. No pain can kill the love inside our hearts.

If I had to do it all again I could. But I don't think I'll need to. I'm thinking about where should I go now that everything is different. The world is very strange even though vie been there shaping and changing the course of history all these years, even having seen all the more important moments, it's strange coming "home" and it not being the same place I grew up. Technology is one thing I'm going to miss. I have a few trinkets with me, the tools I used to shape world history, but everything else I was used to is gone. The human race as it is has a few simple breakthroughs but we were so much more advanced. I don't regret it mind you. T

I haven't held anyone like that, In so long, I've almost forgotten how it feels. Or maybe I never knew, Until I held you. Because in truth it only felt right. It felt right in a way that made sense. What might be right about such a thing? I can only hope nothing about it was wrong.

I only see you in updates, You haunt my profile. I become dumbstruck, My heart swept away, In the torrent of your image. I hold back from connecting. Not through will power, Not through choice, I want to reach out. I want that we could touch. The winding tubes between us, Are more barrier than portal. You are so distant, But distance is just another number. And numbers mean nothing, Online.

I lament, Little can be done about our differences. What could be overcome granted hope. But all hope in your eyes gets dashed. Yet I seek some way that hope might; If held above doubts flood waters; Be kept alive. I do not seek to crush souls, I do not presume to destroy dreams, I do not aim to cause pain. You who seem so familiar, Deserving of more, Face denial in your own mind. Here in my heart I wish, But cannot fulfill. Yet I would be every bit your hope, As much a muse as I have received.

If there had been one less thing to do, Would that the day had been three minutes longer, We could have held together, and fought the fire. I cant take your good news, now that its over. I cant hear your belated reprise, its proven too late. Its no kind of redux, to insert success after failure, Its no solution to make this villian vs. villian. We can't talk face to face, we can't meet in one place. We can't make things work, with things working like this. You're feeling betrayed, and you make me feel worse. Mistakes were made, but never by you. Only in your eyes are all mistakes on one side. In the world-at-large we both had faul