When my thoughts wander

I like to entertain the idea of fate

Unchangeable destinies

And the thought that two people might be meant to meet

No matter what follows

*

I enjoy believing I survive what I do

Because I was somehow meant to

Rather than me stumbling

Blindly through it all uselessly

You see

It’s somehow so much more manageable that way

*

Construct an idea in your head

That it’ll all be worth it

In the end

Because it was all predetermined

*

(07:56)

February 19th 2016

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