A similar road, a different ending.
How does one mould two different parts of his being into one?
Because a part of me wants you to continue growing and learning and becoming the woman you can be.
And the other is selfish and obtuse and usually walks with his head in the clouds.
I wonder why here and why now. And I think to myself, that's not the right question. Why now is never the right question.
I don't have the right question. I don't have the answers to non-existing questions.
I just know that this is good. And right.
For the longest time, it seems that I had to remind people that life can be good, and life can be beautiful, and life can be more than what we think it could be.
And for the first time in my life, I am reminded of that. That life is beautiful and good and people can truly not have an agenda.
You remind me of purity, of hope and of second chances.
You remind me of purity, of hope and of second chances.
I don't know how the story will end, but you and I, we can find out together.
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