Prompt from Inspiration Monday. Go check it out for more prompts and more interpretations of those prompts.
The Echo Before the Cry
I just knew. Meeting him was kind of like deja vu. And it sounds so dumb and so cliche, but I did, I knew. It felt like I had already lived this whole life with him, and now we were just redoing, refeeling, reliving what we had already done.
It’s not like I knew what was going to happen. I didn’t. And if I did know, I’m not sure I would have chosen to relive that life, with him. I mean, it got better, it got good, it got better than good. But the getting there, that wasn’t so good. I just don’t know if the now is worth all that past.
I don’t regret staying, or fighting for him, for us. But I don’t know. If it really had already happened, and if I knew that this is how it would happen, I just don’t know if I would chose to do it again. That’s all I’m saying, I just don’t know.