What might have happened is the beautiful deception we make up in our minds about how it could have worked if you hadn’t said this, or if he hadn’t done that. It’s so easy to lose yourself in the moment and forget how far you’ve come.
At some point in their life, someone they respected chose to put them down and tell them no. Now something they were once so passionate about just doesn’t seem as important. It’s shameful, the effect one word can have on another person.
We’re told all too often that it can’t be you.
In a world full of sin and devastation, I have never felt more alive than I did with you.
I’d give anything for those five minutes to bring you back to me or just to have five more minutes left with you. But you only exist in my memories and the old photo albums that lay scattered across my bedroom floor.
It’s natural to want every minute spent with him back; however, it’s also natural to realize the relationship has run its course.
No is the pathetic excuse we tell ourselves to avoid making a mistake.
You can’t live life thinking about what might have been.