to my immediate left and without a doubt

lies a magical thing, an always changing game

an infinite amount of variables mixed with a certainty only afforded to the few brave souls courageous enough to venture into its lair

you see the decision is the hard part

its a decision drenched in the past but yearning to dry into the future

an old wound in need of a suture a letter versus a computer each with its promise but only one leads me to her.