Insane Design
Don’t know him at all, not really
Nor how I feel about him, actually
But that’s alright,
A snippet of laughter, maybe a moment or two
Isn’t that enough?
Isn’t that just about enough, for now?
I can be all optimistic,
And feel that he is someone I can trust someday,
But what good will it do me today?
Or, I can be a pessimist,
And fear he might turn out to be a monster,
Hurt me in new ways; make me feel like a fool someday.
But what good, pray tell, will it do me today?
Maybe I should just be philosophical,
And believe that we cross paths with people for a reason
It’s part of some great insane design
So I should sit back,
Wait, watch how the planets align.
Quite possible, that this is nothing, really
Something that doesn’t hold any meaning, actually.
Someone who will become less than a faint memory someday.
Though what good indeed, will it do me today?
Maybe I think too much,
Assign meanings, interpretations to things which have none,
Mistake for reality the stories I have myself spun.
Maybe I should just try and have fun
Isn’t that enough?
Isn’t that just about enough, for now?
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