i used to believe that decisions
were either right or wrong,
that we were meant to travel roads
where our journey be long.
but lately i’ve been thinking
some paths are for short seasons
and moving on doesn’t mean
that we had the wrong reasons.
if dreams don’t make sense any more,
is it wrong to say goodbye?
and if lovers end up parting ways,
does it mean they were wrong to try?
maybe we are too hard on ourselves
when we come to a fork in the road.
and i think it’s time that we stopped
carrying our mistakes as a heavy load.
you will always wear your decisions,
but it is you who chooses how.
so wear your past with pride because
it’s brought you to where you are now.
Autumn 