Fate.
One simple word.
That can make it or break it for you.
Fate.
Or should I just call it out for what it really is?
Timing
That's it.
Timing.
It never was and never will be a coincidence.
It will always be timing.
That's what got the best of me.
If only those damned red lights had once worked in my favour,
I'd be in his place, with her.
Holding her hand.
And looking at her tear streaked face but a bright smile nonetheless.
If only for once in my life I'd joined high school with her.
Then right now I'd be seeing her everyday in school.
Helping her with studies.
And looking at her eat the cardboard flavoured pizza that I know the taste of too well.
If... If...If only.
That's the thing about fate.
It's funny and it's ironic but you can't change it.
That's the thing about time.
It's harsh and you can't reverse it.
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