Mar 21
Future Memories
My mind moved into a place
my body never got to.
A future
that I already lived in.
It sits there waiting for me,
but slowly fading away.
It’s where I belonged,
or so I believed.
Now I’m left with future memories
of what was planned,
what was sacrificed for,
what I was willing to give
to see this come true.
I never gave up,
but now I’m forced to accept a new path,
one with different possibilities
and second chances.
But I will be haunted.
I will live a different timeline
when I think back
and always wonder:
what if things were different—
would that have been
the place I called home?
