What we wanted.

Wish we got what we wanted

Wish we had what we wanted

Wish we became what we wanted

Wish the future held what we wanted

No one knows, no one will know

What’s meant to be, Will be.

I stand here thinking waiting, what’s meant to be will be.

No one knows, no one will know,

If its meant to be it will be.

For now I just stand here wondering.

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