Not every poem or writing is about me, sometimes it’s about today’s world or what I’ve been through, and then it has a twist. Everybody asking what happened, life happened. Nothing or nobody is perfect and meant to last forever. We make mistakes, we loose ourselves, and we realize. You only live once, their is no need to be bitter of a broken relationship, death, lost job, etc forever. You’ll grow from those things eventually, you’ll better yourself eventually, and someone can come along and help you in the process. I just ignored who was trying to be there in the beginning,(friends), and now I don’t ignore them now. That’s “What Happened.”
Tomorrow’s never promised, you only live once, tell your friend sorry and him/her you love em.
( Jessica Hunter)
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