Sometimes the best things in life are by chance. Maybe it’s just the way you are or maybe I was just crazy.
You can pretend it’s love. You can pretend it’s lust. You can pretend there’s an emotional connection. At the end of every day, you’ll find yourself thinking of me.
As selfish as it was, I wish’d it was me.
I spent so much time trying to ponder about what and why it happened. All I can conclude was right person, wrong time
Time never seems to be on my side.
It’s okay.
Life moves on, again. Life’s too short to worry about what others are doing or if you’ll pop up.
I was hoping you did.
I never did get my closure.
You can say it’s karma.
You can say it was delusion.
Was it?
I didn’t think so.
Anyway, I hope you’re well.
I won’t reach out anymore. There is no reason to.
I can’t help but think there’s still a shot at something down the line.
Unfortunately, I don’t know if I’ll still be around.
It’s easier to block people out of your life than face the facts. I understand.
For a few moments there I thought we would have the best ending.
Maybe in the next life.
LV
