Through the vastness of her perfection I saw rubble. I saw buildings abandoned. Trees and flowers wilted. Dirt where grass used to grow. Playground swings swaying vacantly. I saw a ghost town. What used to be a place of commerce and connection is now baron and lifeless. I saw through the doors of the old saloon that used to house musicians and astronauts and saw nothing, I heard nothing. I saw broken statues of war generals with weeds growing through the cracks. I saw the sunlight on the road ahead and it seemed out of place. It had pointed in the further direction a place where I hadn't wanted to go, at least not yet. I was lost in the thought that I could save this place, I could restore the former beauty. Fix some walls, paint some buildings, and plant new flowers. But in my endeavors I hesitantly learned that there is no saving this old town. It's slowly crumbling like it was meant to ever since it was born. Theres a point in every stars life when it shines the brightest and when it dies off. As hard as it can be I must start my adventure down the far road. Always in love from a far. Forever holding a weight in my heart.