And at the end, you think of the beginning.
Of how many things you could've done differently,
and all the things you shouldn't have said.
All the things could've been thankful for,
and all the pain you should've ignored.
You'll think of how many times you should've been patient,
and all the time you could've waited.
Of all the lies you shouldn't have believed,
and all the times you could've trusted your gut feeling.
Not forgetting all the times you could've had an out,
when you chose to give the benefit of the doubt.
All the chances you had to end the pain,
instead of looking back now when you're all in pieces,
when your heart is unrecognizably broken.
And at the end, you'll see all the pieces fall into place,
all the puzzles you should've figured.
And then you wonder, is this really the end?
or is that just life.
To walk faster isn't only about the size of your footsteps,
but how long your standing foot is immovable too.
When you think of all the boundaries, blurred or not,
that your morals shouldn't have crossed.
And then you wonder,
was all of it worth it?
inspired by "That's life" by @official_miryunique.
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