Human Thoughts

What might have been

My fleeting thoughts of what could have been

It's funny how the world works you could be on a roller coaster and theirs random strangers next to you screaming their heads off. Not giving a care as to what you think of them. Or watching a movie in a movie theatre 5 million miles from your house. You could be the only 25 year old person watching a kids movie in a theatre filled by children or be the only singled person in a crowd of couples watching a romantic movie, but you don't care because you are you, you are human.
There are many situations where a person can dream or express their thoughts without even speaking them. Today is just like any other day in a single humans life, you are traveling from one place to another place. You are driving in a car in Winnipeg whan a light turns red, you stop, you look out the window to see a boy around 22 years old in the car, you look to the back of his car to see there's also a little girl. You look back to the boy, he is looking back at you. You think he looks young. You start to wonder about all the things that you guys could be, you think of stories that you could share. His name could be John or maybe Andrew, we'll go with John. Maybe he was born in a small town just out side of Winnipeg, he could even have a brother, maybe his name is Julian. Maybe he's older, you hope he's older because than John could learn from Julian's mistakes. Both his parents could live on a small farm in the country. he could have moved to the city so he could get a degree in medicine. But his father might have gotten sick and couldn't work so John would have to quit Med school so he could help out on the farm. He might have a little girl named Sara, and she could be six. Maybe his wife died in child birth. You think to your self that, that sounds like a really cheesy romance, which leads you to think maybe just maybe we could be lovers or best friends or even enemies. You feel a small spark or sensation causing you to think of what might be or could be you want to wave at him, but then in a blink of an eye its all over the light turns green and the boy turns left and you pull forward. You'll never see him again because you are on your way to the air port, you are flying home to Toronto. You think maybe he'll come after you. You have know idea why you would think that but you do. Even though it's a fleeing thought, you think of situations where maybe you would meet this stranger, but you don't you never seen him again because you two live in totally different worlds. living thousands and thousands of miles apart from each other. The boy becomes a memory, a memory that drifts into the back of your brain only to be forgotten or replaced by a new memory.

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Song is Holocene by Bon Iver
(Still in editing)

Sorry for spelling mistakes and grammar