Life in 100 Words

A Unique look into life, 100 words at a time.

To Mr. Shoulda, Woulda, Coulda

There are times when randomly my mind goes back to you. That slight pain in my heart you caused returns but then my mind begins to race with questions.

Questions like: why couldn't you give me a chance?

Would you love me if you did?

What couldn't I do that she did?

What was it about me that made you put me in the friendzone?

Would we be happy?

Then I tell myself:

You shouldn't have compared yourself to her, you're good enough.

You should forgive and forget him.

You should thank him because you're happy now.

Shoulda, Woulda, Coulda.