So I came back one last time and it was like fate stared me in the eye and told me: "It's your turn to cross that line". And all the frustration died, inside I only found the heartache was true. And from this we cannot run. I cannot run, I can't run, I can't run. I cannot run any more. And yet I still felt the pull. Like a moth towards the light, I still fell to you. I still fell to you. Every day and every night and every moment you still haunted me. You haunted me. You decorate my life with little reminders that whisper to me "You'll never be the same after this...". Everywhere i'd go the siren sung me home. The siren sings me home. But I came back one last time and it was like fate stared me in the eye and told me: "It's your turn to cross that line". Keeping my distance from you was the hardest thing to do, but i cannot deny the heartache is true. I cannot run, I can't run, I can't run. I've crossed that line. These heartstrings pull me to you - but this time I must fight this. I must fight this. "...and all the frustration died. I took the last look... and realised just how much has changed since those two years ago..." And in this moment i made my peace.