CHAOTIC MIND

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How funny.. that our story begins with a single touch of the word almost, and ended tragically with the same word.

Just like how the little waves and crystal water from the magical sea that almost touch my bare feet, but I ran myself away across the white and soft sand before it happens.

And I don't even know why..

Is it because of the thousand what-if's running inside my mind?

What if.. I drown under the darkest ocean alone, after the several hours I enjoy playing along with the sweetest waves of yours?

What if.. I hold the tiniest sand tightly, and would fade away just like how your hand did?

What if.. I am just scared, that all my what-if's--

--will turn into reality?

But then again, that what-if's of my mine made me realized something..

That our story didn't even start in the first place, because I ran away from it even before you came.

And that's what hurts me the most..

Because it ended with the word almost.

- M.M | Almost