Sometimes I wonder if I got better
Or if I just accepted my lot in life and shut up about it
Maybe I just gave up fighting it
Maybe I’m the one who stopped caring how unimportant I am
Maybe I stopped thinking about how insignificant I am because I accepted it
Even when I try not to think of him I think of him
So if I’m not thinking of something it must be because I’ve given up
Even though I’ve given up on him
Or anyone else
There’s no such thing as fate
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