right at the light

For all those times that I don't remember. It wasn't as if you didn't care. Even when you weren't there.

For all the kisses that weren't kissed. It wasn't as if you didn't want them. Even when you turned away.

So why tears, why now? So why guilt, why now? Have your stories finally rung hollow to your ears?

Walk till you come to the spoiled stone fence. Take a left. Walk till you see the right at the light.