a Journey

this would be perfect.

But this never happened.

Because, this can only remain in the garden

The forbidden fruit that must be buried.

Unsatiated as I may be,

I can only remain in the garden on Time's grace

And I must return.

What's in a name that which we call a rose

By any other name would smell as sweet.

(R & J, A2S2)

The forbidden fruit is still as sweet as a rose would have been.

If only life wasn't so complicated, this would be perfect. 

I will never admit this to you. I hope you never read this.

I am Fortune's fool. 

Because you said the words that I was looking for all this while, because you gave me the hope that I gave up on, because you've torn away my safety nets. Yet, I want to freefall with you.