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The fading score of a familiar tune


"If I could have known this then my dear I would have done things differently." That's what I kept hearing. I was watching and old Hollywood movie and the tape got stuck on these words and in the background a familiar tune, "I'll be seeing you" was playing along. The scene repeating over and over and my thoughts followed along.
The thing about contemplating the "I could have, would have, should have's" in our stories is that they leave us in the same place. No solution land. Because the past is the past and there is nothing you can do about something you cannot control.
Someone wise once told me that some things happen for a reason. You might want something but it may not be what you need. You just have to recognize it to stop hurting.
There are some endings that are difficult to understand and even cope with. But thats the thing about life, some things just are and not a power in the world or the most wishful thinking can change it. And you could scream and shout "What!? How!? Why!?" But there's no use. Some endings just are. And there is no rewriting it, there's no sequel. Just credits rolling and the fading score of a familiar tune......

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