The Way We Weren't
'Vincent' by Don McLean (also known as "Starry Starry Night")
Author: valleyofstags, FA#22
My peacekeeper past,
Is full of secrets, full of lies.
I see the doubt within their eyes.
I fear to let them know the things I've done.
So I never let them near.
I never let them see the me,
The person that I used to be.
For if they do, I know that they will run.
What will they think of me,
If I let them know my past?
Let them know my crimes are vast?
There's so much blood upon my hands.
They will hate me.
They'll desert me too.
Then what will I do?
My peacekeeper past,
Haunts my dreams with memories.
Velorek is the worst of these,
For I willingly betrayed that good man's trust.
I thought I did what I must,
Devoid of compassion, cold and clean.
A peacekeeper killing machine.
That was the kind of soldier I was then.
I never understood,
What he tried to say to me.
I never knew his sympathy,
Or how good it was to set things free.
I did not believe him
And I spurned his love.
If only I had not.
And I sought to use him,
Still his heart was true.
And to win my captain's favor,
On that sorry, sorry night,
I gave him up, because I was a fool.
If I could only tell you, Velorek,
There's nothing in the universe worth that look from you.
My peacekeeper past,
It's made me what I am today.
Where it will lead me, who can say?
But everyone must have a past I've learned.
I know trust must be earned
Trust is what I need the most.
And trust is what I feel I've lost.
Please say that I can have another chance.
Can't you understand
How hard I've tried to change?
How hard I've tried to turn the page?
To put an end to all this rage.
Oh, please, accept me,
Won't you let me stay?
Help me find my way.