
All Mine
Aug 28, 2017 · 1 min read
Sometimes I would wake up.
I would wake up and everything I have ever known is just there.
I would wake up and see the things as simple and as clear as they are — as simple and clear as they have always been.
And for a brief moment, my life belongs to me.
With all the joy I’ve never had,
with all the pain I’ve never felt,
with all the mistakes I’ve never made.
It’s all mine...
‘Are you okay? You look sad’, a voice from far away asks and puts me back asleep.
