Choice & Fate. I. Poem by Luke Curcio

Choice & Fate. I.



My watch slips down my wrist.

Hear another dial click.

I think we're all questioning fate.

Not knowing if our actions are set.

Your words felt like a choice.

My mistakes feel like regret.

Love feels like destiny.

Love feels like missing what I destroyed.

Here I am to hold the glass in my hands.

Monday, August 26, 2019
Topic(s) of this poem: choice,destiny,fate,hurt,love,pain,romance
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