Lives Lost.

I reminisce on the lives I could have lived

The places, people, accomplishments that should, woulda, coulda.

Is it a loss if you know exactly where it went?

It went with another choice, it ran the other way when you met him, her, them

You weren’t supposed to lead those lives, they found someone else.

Your life is beautiful

Your life is chaotic

Your life is not lost, it’s in the palm of your hand

“Youth is wasted on the young,” they say.

We’re so busy looking back then charging our vision forward that we’ve lost something we haven’t even found yet.

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