Everything and nothing makes sense.
The fates seemed to line up, pointing us in the right direction.
But could they have been wrong?
Could all this time I went down the wrong path?
The swirling lines of time seem to be pointing right towards you
But why then did the paths of life take me away?
I poured over the charts, inspected the center of the time and space itself.
These tell me we should be together,
But nothing else does, save this little nagging in my chest
Nagging and nagging, tell me something went wrong.
Something, somewhere.
I just don't know anymore.
I can't see straight because of you.
