will she?

as the embers burn out silently she stares into the starry night.. she knows she's been a wild child and thoughts of settling wrench at her...

she thinks of him... she thought she'd chosen a life.. she'd been wrong...

in this afterthought as she looked at her reflection in a mirror surrounded by dim yellow lights she sighed first and then she smiled... in the reflection beside her she saw him...

"Sweet surrender on the quayside

You remember we used to run and hide.."

- Dire Straits

don't walk away

in a moment of insanity she had stood before the mirror and chopped the tangles off... he had held onto them long enough...

she drove through the morning fog and let the cold wind play havoc with her hair... myriad thoughts of him surrounded her... she felt strangely free... she felt like the white headed eagle's he had always sent her... morose in it's freedom..

"Fatal velocity, comes on with a rush,

overpowering, gives the final push

A false sincerity, a liar and a thief,

my pulse and memory, a comfort within grief

Kill sweet desire, faith may numb the trial,

but can you run all your life..."

- Poets of the Fall