• Again I'm caught between decisions,
    Looking between three different visions.
    Each one different, but still the same.
    Similar roles in this accursed love game.

    The recurring issue of distance stays
    A problem from which I can't part ways.
    Stuck in this small town, devoid of romance,
    Sometimes I feel like there isn't a chance.

    No way to be happy for the next two years.
    It's impossible for me to escape these tears.
    Regardless of which way I look
    Love appears as a closed book

    Bound by chains of difficult despair
    Without the slightest hint of wear.
    It's hopeless, I know, to fight it
    Because it shouldn't be hard to commit...

    If it's meant to happen then it will,
    So I'm forced to sit and wait until.
    But that's just not me, I can't just wait
    For my path to meet with fate.

    Passivity isn't my forte, I have to quest.
    It's not in my personality, to wait for what's best.
    What purpose has a prize that wasn't earned?
    Love is worth fighting for, as I have learned.