Define.
"What if" is one of the most critical question we ask through out our life. We ask it when things goes wrong, when things seem too perfect and sometime when we are unsure about things. We feel a sense of being lost, losing hope or afraid of being alone that we think "What if". We like to think everything will be okay, but in reality we lie to ourself only to believe it in the end. We related the question; toward our relationships, only to be afraid of losing that person.
Self.
Through out my whole life I've alway ask the question "What if". It feels like that everything in life has two paths, that's why I ask "What if". Is the path that I'm taken the right choice or is the other one a better choice? Should I have done this rather that? What if I've done too much? What if I've gave too much? What if giving my heart completely was wrong? What if I've scared her off with my love? What if I'm gone will she miss me? What if she never truely love me the way she said she does? What if this is just a game?
Asking this question can drive anyone crazy. I do understand that some question aren't mean to be answer but rather to let it go on it course. But what if you had a choice of what the out come was? Do you just stand around and wait for what suppose to happen, or be the one to change what will happen? I don't know what is going on with me lately but it feel like I have been asking the same question over and over. Maybe it's just nothing and I'm thinking too much of it. It's effecting me in a way that I'm not myself. I hate this feeling not being able to control how I'm feeling. Had I fell in love too quick, or did she really mean it when she said "I love you".
Poem.
The vision of you,
in my arms,
seem a blur as I've ask,
myself what if,
you never took that,
path which led you,
to me,
What if,
you never said
the I Love You thing,
would I feel what I'm,
feeling right now,
What if,
you never found me again,
would I be as happy,
to hear from you,
as I am now?
And what if,
you leave again,
would my heart,
be able to handle it,
this time.
What if...I regret
what I'm about to do,
and let you go then disappear,
would you cry inside,
like I have?
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