It seems I always find myself looking back. Wondering if, or where, I went wrong. If things would have turned out better, or worse, had I chosen differently. It's haunting at times, all the what-ifs.
It seems I always find myself looking back. Wondering if, or where, I went wrong. If things would have turned out better, or worse, had I chosen differently. It's haunting at times, all the what-ifs.
