e l d e r l y   w o m a n   b e h i n d   t h e   c o u n t e r   i n   a   s m a l l   t o w n   -   p e a r l   j a m i seem to recognize your face haunting, familiar, yet i can't seem to place it cannot find a candle of thought to light your name lifetimes are catching up with me all these changes taking place i wish i'd seen the place but no one's ever taken me hearts and thoughts they fade, fade away i swear i recognize your breath memories, like fingerprints, are slowly raising me, you wouldn't recall, for i'm not my former it's hard when you're stuck up on the shelf i changed by not changing at all small town predicts my fate perhaps that's what no one wants to see i just want to scream "H E L L O !" my god, it's been so long, never dreamed you'd return but now here you are, and here i am hearts and thoughts they fade away hearts and thoughts they fade, fade away. . .
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		Act V. THE TRUTH. (Love is hard work. And, sometimes, hard work can really hurt.) Love is a game. If they didn't tell you before, we will tell you now. Love is a game and if you play you either win, lose, or get ejected before the game is over. There are no ties. Maybe you'll lose and learn some great, meaningful answer from it all (like if it looks to good to be true, it is). It's easy to love something when you don't have to work at it. It's harder when it asks something of you. You just might be afraid to give. Give it anyway. The heart is the most resilient muscle. It is also the stupidest. So if this love you've found is good to you, hold it, keep it, shout about it. If it isn't, then maybe you should just become very good friends.