Is it worse to see the light for but a brief moment and spend an eternity chasing after it? Or to live a life never knowing the light, to live a life full of darkness and isolation?

In this life I live, there is naught but isolation. My days are wrought with sorrow and loneliness, never really knowing the joy or light of the world around me...only feeling cold and seeing darkness. That is, until you came into my life. Like a beacon in the night, you saved me and brought me forth from the darkness. Nevertheless, all too soon, you were taken from me. I could not bear the thought of losing you so I turned the clock, hoping to give you a second chance, even if I could not be in it.

In that second life, your smile was for another. Only for a moment did you turn your eyes toward me, but as long as you lived, it was enough for me to be happy. However, fate has a sick sense of humor and you left me once more.

Selfishly, I turned the clock again and again...Hoping...praying you would finally live...that maybe I could save you.

But each time, I lost you... and a part of me went with you...

My heart can no longer take the pain. This will be the last time that I turn the clock. And if I cannot save you, I will succumb to my fate. Maybe I was cursed to forever be alone, forced to walk through this darkness alone.

Therefore, in this last life I have given you, I will bare myself before you and say the words that would set my world ablaze if only they left your lips.

In this life I live, you are my light...

I love you...