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    Author: Joybell
    ASL Info:    22/F/MO
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    It could have been.
    What a statement, something could have happened in my life that may have changed every last little thing about who I am and how I view life; as any big change will.
    Yet it did not, when you reach that moment in your life what do you do?

    My first question is, Why not? What happened that prevented such an experience?
    I want to blame someone; maybe it was my past boyfriend who kept me in the chains of bitterness and regret? Or I know, maybe it was gossipers who told you stories that were untrue of me!?
    Or maybe, maybe it was your faith? Or mine?

    Can I even really put a finger on it? It’s too late now the magic moment went unrecognized and then suddenly, the hand of destiny changed everything.

    You cant go back, and shouldnt because going back will change what was about to come about in your present another opportunity missed.
    So what to do? Just chalk it up to regret and move on? Hoping fate is not through with you yet?

    I suppose life is a ladder of regrets, you cannot cling to every single rung as you move up; you have to let go to climb.

    After another review, maybe it wasn’t me, maybe it wasn’t you, maybe it was just time.
    It was just that the little piece of time I walked in on in your life wasn’t stable, wasn’t strong enough for me to stay. The piece of time when you found your hand in mine wasnt clear for me it was being made cloudy by the past coming to fog the present.

    It was just not the right time.
    Is that a failure? No, because what is life but a massive road, and its all about who is walking beside you not ahead or behind.

    Yet, do not lose hope, if you truly did miss your moment- do not think that there is not a redo, this parachute can be refolded and you can jump again. As everyone knows, True love has a way of coming back.
    Dont worry too much about where you will land, let the wind take you. And dont look down. Maybe…maybe this did change me after all.





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      I liked it. It's interesting how you decided to write about how we tend to keep going back to something that let us down because we have this false sense of hope. Or maybe we just feel we cannot find someone who really and truly connects with us the way that one person did. But in reality - there is always that someone. What I got from this is that hope is good but hoping for something to work out that is way back in the past is hopeless. But hoping for good things to come in the future from new and better things is good hope and that's what someone should spend their energy on. Living in the past can be painful to one's self and can only be harmful to one's future.
    | Posted on 2011-07-23 00:00:00 | by Solomon Disease | [ Reply to This ]
      I dunno. I always thought that a big part of us is our actions and memories of thereof. So if at one point you would have taken a different route in your life you would be a different person. And this would only go deeper as most of our actions have consequences and reverberations. I like myself as I am so I tend not to think of these things too often...
    | Posted on 2011-07-19 00:00:00 | by Paradox | [ Reply to This ]
      often it is timing....we meet someone when it just can't work because of obstacles aside from the relationship itself...

    those forces that bring us together and pull us apart at the same time.


    jacob
    | Posted on 2011-07-19 00:00:00 | by jacoberin | [ Reply to This ]


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