the quarter life affair

Last summer, I was sitting in your room, waiting for the results. I knew what I would've done, had it come to that, and after, I told myself, I was going to change my ways. And I did, for awhile, I did. And then enough time passes, and you forget the weight of your decisions, you live life in the momentary, and most of the time, you get lucky. I guess I've always been kind of lucky.

A year later, and I found myself sitting on the other side of that table. Some choices, some consequences are too heavy, too heavy to forget with time. But, times does, will, make things okay.