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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