everything happens for a reason
sometimes the reasons aren’t very clear
some we find out almost immediately
some we live our whole lives trying to figure out
why I met someone?
why I lose someone?
why things happened the way they did?
I’m constantly thinking about this
but ultimately, I realize that everything ends just the way it’s meant to
nothing I do can change the outcome
it always ends well
and if it doesn’t
well, it’s not the end
it’s that simple