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A Wondering Mind



His wondering mind has gotten the best of him before and his future won't be much different. He'll find a girl who is perfect. But then again, they all were. She has just enough rebellion in her blood but not so much as to make an imbalance. They are perfect for each other because of the fact they balance each other out.

After two years of dating they will get married and after two years of an okay marriage he will wonder once again. Too many shots and two handful hits of weed and he's gone. Now begins the blackout. He won't remember most of everything that happened except for the girl he cheated with. She was a brunette, spunky, playful and worst of all, tempting. The worst part though is he fell into the temptation. His mind in a dark oblivion, knowing it was wrong but being to heavily influenced to stop.

The next morning he'll lie there feeling empty, full of regret, and a clouded mind. What have I done? he'll think to himself. The girl who was once perfect for him and all he thought he would need, won't know anything. He is good at what he does. She will live her life believing he is as great as his surface when all along the real him was so deep she didn't even know it existed.

He will try to live in the moment like he's always done. Screw the past. Screw the future. After five years of a disintegrating marriage and a handful of affairs, the past will catch up with him. I can't do this anymore, he'll think to himself.

After six years of a heart breaking marriage his desperate, hopeful wife will be seated on the couch. He'll be pacing the floor, holding back tears he didn't know were possible. She will already be crying knowing what's about to happen but not knowing how they got there. I can't do this anymore, he will tell her. I love you too much to keep breaking your heart.

 It's over.


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