I sit and wonder about your whereabouts, while my own life is going nowhere. Sometimes I wonder if I'll ever get it right, if I'll ever see you again, if it's all one big joke... Maybe there really isn't such a thing as fate. Maybe we live and we die, and that's all there is to it. Maybe the outcome of our life really depends on how we choose to live it, not by praying and wishing on a sign to direct us. These moments count. And I realised I don't want to waste another one without you.
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