And if this was a movie, I'd walk right up to you and kiss you like i've wanted to for these past two months.
But it's not.So I won't.

You start out life with a clean slate. Then you begin to make your mark. You face decisions, make choices. You keep moving forward. But sooner or later there comes a time where you look back over where you have been... and wonder who you really are.

If death meant just leaving the stage long enough to change costume and come back as a new character.. Would you slow down? Or speed up?