The Thinking Jar

Story- telling

And I would not have changed yesterday

And I still would have taken this life.

And I’d take the same steps with you

Knowing that thing won’t turn out right

Even Rapunzel lost her hair

And Prince Charming, his sight

Sleeping Beauty slept more than an hour or two

Snow White choked on an apple

In the Magic Mirror’s plain view

I believe in the power of stories

I even like fairy tales

In knowing we were doomed

I penned it already

But still we had to play out the tale

I believe in the pain of stories

And I hope like a fairy tale

Fingers crossed,

I pass this journey

Life lessons learned,

Still fail

Still hope

Still hope that we prevail

I know we were not meant to be

I already figured it out

But still hoped in this story

I just tried to find out

And here we are,

Looking at it,

Another “in retrospect”

I wince, amazed,

I didn’t saw it

Yet still no trace of regret

I had to live out the story

I had to find out

I knew yet still I went on,

I’m sorry

There was no backing out

You were so beautiful,

I marveled

With a mere handful of pain and regret

But still this road has to be traveled

Promise me you’d be well…

(a work in progress so don’t get too attached … )

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