Written Sunday, February 15, 2009
Contemplating. Wondering what would have been if given the chance to avoid the harsh realities of existence. Projecting illusion into the nights sky with the purpose of changing the stars set out for me. Will I betray my destiny in veering off my rightful path and into the sunset with a man whom I can not justly call my own? It is the uncertainty in life that strives us to push beyond the boundaries we have become accustomed to. Is it not true that man cannot gain that in which he does not risk? A life of content may vanish just as easily as one compiled of dark days, clouded skys and living nightmares. I refuse to live each moment wondering “what if…”
©LittleO™
