You never know, we never know.
When all you ask is just another cup of coffee somewhere someday with someone. If you don't deserve it, you won't have it. And you start seeking requirements for it, there is nothing, merely an aspect full of subjectivity.
You can't get what you want, and the reasons why are never there. You take a walk, get some air, grab your chest, emptily stare something which is moving, catch a bus, and shit happens. (fyi I lost my cellphone)
It's like walking in a tunnel, it's dark and windy. Before you enter it someone tells you "It's okay, you might hit something there, but just go ahead, you'll find your way, something which is bright and warm". I wish it didn't sound so dogmatic, but how exactly do we know where we are when we're inside of this kind of stupid-annoying-blinding-metaphorically-like-tunnel life?
But are we really in control of this? The world keeps spinning, and all I know is I need you rfn, when all I want to know is about your day. What if I ain't got you for real? What will future be like?
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