Someone told me recently, she still secretly roots for OUR existence. And its funny, because in some alternate universe, so do I. Everything has been said and done, and a lot of actions can’t be blown over. But time really does, heal our hearts. And time really does reveal things that are hard to see. Within this time, I can say I learned so much & I value you more than it comes off. Because yeah, again, you have your life and I have mine, but when we really take the time to stop and be together, its enjoyable. See. I can’t call the shots. I can’t hold the pen any longer. For so long, I’ve been trying to write a story that isn’t MINE to be written, but rather God’s. And there it is. If the oppurtunity came up again, the real question is, “is it mine for the taking?” .. And if I really had the chance I don’t know what I’d do because it could look foolish in either way. If I take the oppurtunity to start fresh, believe that it can work, and forget the pain in the past; I could look dumb for trying to rewrite a story that already has been written..A story that everyone could call the shots to the ending.But there’s always a chance of a MIRACLE, things can change, things can work out.. And thats the counterpart… Would I look dumb from denying a chance given to me?? A chance that is mine for a reason, mine for the taking… Its all in the back of my head. All quiet little thoughts that make me think. But its nothing harmful because now we’ve advanced. The pain is no longer there. Time has indeed, healed my heart- but the thoughts can linger.
It could happen, it would happen, but only if - it’s meant to be.
