7305 days ago this spot was occupied by something amazing. It seems like only yesterday, right there where the yellow non-slip strip meets the concrete, it stood in boots, jeans and a funky brown coat that's way out of style now. Something that made me go in the opposite direction just to try making an impression. I was already late so it really didn't matter. Hopping on this train headed uptown, knowing I had to be downtown nearly an hour ago.
I gave her my number. Hoping that something in the way I spoke, something I was wearing, maybe even the way I looked at her would somehow inspire her to give me a call. Of course that call never came... Not from that encounter. But I wanted it to. Something started in that spot. So it's only right that the beginning of the end should start in the very same place.
People change after so many seasons. Yeah, I was hopeful when the second chance came around. I put everything I am into it this time. I guess it just wasn't enough.
So I came here to open this heavy thing. With one thought on my mind... Can We... come back to this spot? I always wanted to revisit it. I wonder what Amber would have thought, had I been given the opportunity to stand right there and say... This is the spot? It could've happened.
Cracked by a little white lie, a stray mind that tried for a decade to hate, a war, a need, a few more lies and a revelation. It all comes down to a question. A question that, I believe, if it were asked in this very spot, just might awaken something that would inspire me to throw away this envelope. But no one is there to ask the question.
So I asked the question. There was no response... And so I opened the envelope... I opened "The End".
The song I'm hearing right now:
Dreamworld by Robin Thicke from the CD "Something Else".
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