Well here is the second chapter to Forlorn Adoration. Enjoy. And thank you to everyone who reviewed.

DISCLAIMER: I never did and never will own Cowboy Bebop. (Cries sadly) I also do not own the song Break Away by Kelly Clarkson (I do on CD though :P)

Reminder: If there was any other way love

There's no way out of this

There just ain't any other way, , ,

I love you, so therefore. . .

If there was any other way love

Don't you think I've tried to find it

Don't you think I want to stay

If there was any other way love

Goodbye— Spike.

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So you are probably wondering why? Why would I leave the one man I ever truly loved and nonetheless still do? Why I would cause him tears— and not give him any sufficient reason. Well I guess it would be good to start from the beginning. . .

As a child, I grew up and resided in a small town by the name of Catalina with my mother. It was the easy life. No worries, no problems— everything about the town was simple and serene.

The community was benign and friendly. Heck, the city's motto was "To flourish and bloom requires one big lovin' family". (A/N: Sorry the motto was really corny, but I couldn't think of anything else. .) It was wonderful— but as I grew older, and my life began to change, I started to desire something more, something more profound.

Grew up in a small town,

And when the rain would fall down,

I'd just stare out my window.

Dreaming of what could be,

And if I'd end up happy,

I would pray.

Try hard to reach out,

But when I tried to speak out,

Felt like no-one could hear me.

Wanted to belong here,

But something felt so wrong here.

So I'd pray,

I could break away.

So on my 18th birthday, I opted to move away.

I'll spread my wings and I'll learn how to fly,

I'll do what it takes till I touch the sky,

And I'll make a wish, take a chance,

Make a change, and break away.

Out of the darkness and into the sun,

But I won't forget all the ones that I love.

I'll take a risk, take a chance,

Make a change, and break away.

"Now boarding plane c4, first class."

That was my flight. But I wasn't jumping out of my seat like everyone else. I hadn't said goodbye to her yet. I couldn't leave without saying goodbye to her. Bringing my hand to my forehead I frantically searched for anyone who resembled her. A minute later, I saw her, a lady in her early 30's dressed in a very provocative manner— my mother. Yes, I received my "impeccable" sense of fashion from her, but that is beside the point. There she was, looking for me too.

"Mom, over here!"

Her eyes widened as she finally caught sight of me too. Running over to me, we huddled together in a bear hug, tears flowing from her emerald eyes that were identical to mine. She was my mother, my other me, my best friend. She was everything to me— when I was young.

But I had realized that in the deepest, darkest pits of my heart, even though my mother had showered me with all the treasures I desired and all the hugs and kisses a girl could ever ask for, I felt alone. Empty.

My heart resembled an unfinished puzzle. Almost complete, but missing one piece— one essential piece that drove you mad when you couldn't find it. Therefore I had to go, I had to find that one piece that would make my heart and me complete. Not to say I wouldn't miss my mother. I would miss her fully, and my love for her would never die, but it was my time to go.

Wanna feel the warm breeze,

Sleep under a palm tree,

Feel the rush of the ocean,

Get onboard a fast train,

Travel on a jetplane,

Faraway, and break away.

She knew this too. We both knew this. It was my time— my time to spread my wings and fly away— fly away to a new life full of new situations and new people, hardships and pain, and joy and laughter too. It was my time to discover myself.

I'll spread my wings and I'll learn how to fly,

I'll do what it takes till I touch the sky,

And I'll make a wish, take a chance,

Make a change, and break away.

Out of the darkness and into the sun,

I won't forget all the ones that I love.

I've gotta take a risk, take a chance,

Make a change, and break away.

Buildings with a 100 floors,

Swinging around revolving doors,

Maybe I don't know where they'll take me.

But I gotta keep moving on moving on,

Fly away, break away.

"Last chance to board plane c4."

I gave my mom a last tight squeeze, a quick kiss on the cheek, and then pulled away from her. "It looks like I got to go."

Wiping her moistened cheeks, my mother gave me her most loving smile, although through her eyes, I could see a tinge of sadness. "You go get em' Faye, and don't forget to write me every week."

I smiled back. "Don't worry, I will. Love ya!"

"Love ya too!"

I grabbed my one bag of plane goodies, and with one last hug, I said goodbye. Rushing over to the flight attendant, I handed her my ticket.

"Faye!"

I turned around to see my mom blowing me a kiss. "Never forget, always follow your heart. It will never mislead you."

"You got it!" And with that I boarded the plane.

I'll spread my wings and I'll learn how to fly,

Though its not easy to tell you goodbye.

Gotta take a risk, take a chance,

Make a change, and break away.

As the plane was in the air, I looked out the window to see my childhood home one last time and made a simple wish. "I hope my new life is as marvelous and wonderful as my life in Catalina." My new life was about to begin. "Goodbye Catalina. I'll never forget you."

Out of the darkness and into the sun,

But I won't forget the place I come from.

I've gotta take a risk, take a chance,

Make a change, and break away.

Break away, break away

Welp, that is it. I hope it wasn't to boring. I needed to write this though. Tell me what you thought. Please R&R. Thanks! .