What do you do when the predicted becomes reality? Thoughts are now actions. Pain is concrete.
You knew. Maybe he knew too.
That the beginning was only that. And the middle. The middle. Happy today. Sad tomorrow. Sad forever. Then the end. Where’s the end? You anticipate the end. You smell the end. You taste the end. You live for the end. But it’s not the end. It’s now. What do you do when your past puts your present on a leash? When you feel.. how do I not feel him?
You knew. You already knew.