Seemingly, eternities pass, for me to still find myself trapped within the chat realm. These orbs of mine, oh, these deadly, deadly orbs... They open to reveal you sitting at you desk, chatting with me... But no, this isn't my reality, those aren't really my orbs... No, it is my mind, my mind drifting into the chat realm once again, when I'm not even online. It is my mind, trying to make amends, trying to turn all of the wrongs I've done into rights... My mind, just wanting to see you and not **** you over.