👞 MAN

In another timeline, another life.

Maybe there was such a world where we never broke apart, a world where you came back apologetic, pushing to make things right, a world where I wasn’t left to wonder and overthink about the certainty of our future, a world where I didn’t feel the best thing for me was to walk away from you.

No longer will I live in a world where I am imprisoned mentally?

Maybe in another life, we will meet again; maybe in that world, it’s me causing all the problems.

Endless universes with endless possibilities and the reality we’re living in is the world where you didn’t choose me when things were easy, you didn’t select me when life was bliss, and we were inseparable, you didn’t select me when things were hard.

A world where you didn’t just want to have fun while the person you walked back into didn’t just want fun and uncertainty.

I’ve lived a life of fun and uncertainty; it led me to how things are now.

All the while, I have chosen you repeatedly, no matter the situation.

Good & bad & maybe, just maybe, there’s a world where you picked me

That’s the reality that I wanted to live in.

Still, unfortunately, I’m in one where I’m forced to walk away, so I don’t live my days away in a mental prison, walking down my road leading into the forest where there is no trail, just wandering into a forest to get lost in the forest that is life.

Maybe we’ll meet again, maybe in another world