Midway

He'd made his choices for love and now you're gonna go back and tell him that he really didn't? All he'd wanted was a chance. Maybe he'd made himself one but he didn't know how to use it. All he could gather from this is that he chose to love the wrong person. And it had made him sick. Sicker than he had ever been. He kept making the same mistake. Now here he was no better off than when he started.

"Midway on our life's journey, I found myself

In dark woods, the right road lost. To tell

About those woods is hard--so tangled and rough"