I guess we often get the deep blues, both of us, and wonder what it all means - the people, the buildings, the day by day things, the waste of time, of ourselves.
Don't ever ask or mention "what-ifs" around me Because then I start thinking About what life would be like If that had been different But no, then that person wouldn't have existed And we wouldn't have met And if that thing had been changed Then it would create an alternate dimension And it just confuses me And makes me have an existential crisis