fall and end : Act l - unanswerable

welcome to the aftermath,

as rome fell,

july began to end,

even though it had just begun.

So,

i'm ending,

trying too,

he's completely fallen.

i realized,

i was july,

not rome.

he was always rome,

never july.

time has been aiding,

helping,

but places,

faces,

traces of him...

everywhere i go,

does he know?

does he feel what i'm feeling?

part of me wants to ask,

but when an instance arises,

i let it slip by pass.

i know you,

i know you well,

i fell for you,

i hope you know that.

i let myself become bruised,

and scratched,

and cut,

and stabbed,

because i though...

i stupidly,

foolishly thought,

things would hold up.

do you know me?

or did you know me?

social cues,

sigh,

i know you're horrible at them,

but then...

how did you know when to hold my hand,

when i couldn't even hold my head up around you?

when did you know you were going to win me over,

when i didn't even realized i fell in love?

i should stop,

my mind is wandering again,

then,

i know where i'll end up.

i always end there.