The Past Is Unwritten
If you could go back, I mean really go back, would you change things? Would you erase all those moments that were beautiful and made you feel alive and gave you hope? I am trying to believe that even though they were a lie and that everything came crashing down in the end, that those moments were still important. Does it make them any less beautiful and any less important just because they were a lie? If I could go back, I would only change the ending. If you could leave the lie on your own terms, before you knew it was a lie, you could keep all those bitter, sad moments from ever tainting it. The lie would be good, right, honest, pure. It would still be a lie, but if you never knew, maybe you could go on thinking it was something it never was; what you always thought it was. Maybe the lie itself was the only good part. It brought out the best in you, it kept you sane and gave you something to believe in. Maybe if I believe that enough, you might forget it was ever a lie; you might remember life as it should have been and not as it was.