Shadows before dawn.

I tapped the rim of my glasses with the rim of my wine glass.

So much music.

 So many sounds.

 One more time!

So high class.

 In such a low place.

And I don't like the sounds that come from underneath my bed. 

Because they remind me of exactly what she said. 

"I can't stand looking at the world through this stupid frame..."

It's a damned shame

 That some of us just have to live that way.

And things can get ugly before they get beautiful.

 And love can get lonely

Because caring takes two

 You know? 

If I always do for you because I love you more than you love me

What will become of me?

Not more than a man

Nor a knight.

A slave.

A sullen knave.

Trying to pave

A way to save

 The love of his life all in a single day

But lost at sea...

Whoe...

This wine has gotten to me...

And as I try to walk

More like swim

Damn, I'm drunk...

It's sinking in.

Ssssink Kitch...en?

Floor.

No more.

 No more.

The dark thoughts I've been holding out, are slowly breaking in.

And as I lay here

The room...It's starting to spin.

All of the colors are starting to shatter and blind...

And only moments ago, I tapped my wine glass to my wide glasses.

Funny how quickly time passes.

Funnier how quickly those words trashed it.

Funniest still how quickly I got past it.

You know that I'd do whatever you want.

And at that, the world's laughing...

Not a knave,

Nor a slave lost at sea.

Not a fool,

Nor a tool.

A loyal man...that's me.

So as the music grew louder

and the lights grew brighter

And my mind and heart did flower

I found her...

A symphony.

And If on this road I should ever stray

I pray

That you muster whatever love...

Or hate you have left

And send for me.

But make sure that when you do, you send your best into that darkness.

Yami.

Send for me.

Like I was marked for dead.

Infamy. 

Because If I'm lost

When you get to me,

I promise you that I will fight that fear without a single tear

Like a knight should fight his greatest enemy...

Bah...here comes the darkness.

Passing out while drunk is always

Part shame

 Part bliss.

God, I hope she gets this...