Some nights, there are those moments where I trackback everything thats led up to what I have now and think about what exact events must have occured for me to get precisely what I have right now. What would happen if I asked my mum for help instead of dad, would I still have gotten that good grade? If I turned down one of my friends offer to listen to their favourite music, would I have the same thoughts if I didn't make those songs part of my late night playlist? If I just used different words to express how much he meant to me, would we still be together? If I didn't tell him how I felt at all and continued to keep my feelings inside, would i have moved on by now and found someone new?
Some nights, i wonder what events have to occur for me to be where I want, if it's even possible.
I remember one night we were telling each other how we had no clue what we wanted to be when we are older, how we haven't decided on a career path and that we are afraid that we won't be satisfied with what we receive in the future.
I wonder if you'll end up being my future or just another event that needs occur for me to end up where I want.
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forbidden garden.
Poetryhere's a little compilation of poems and thoughts including; heartbreak, falling in love, rejection and acceptance. (WILL UPDATE EVERY NOW AND THEN) enjoy :)
