Every time a relationship ends I always get a little bit sad. Sometimes it was my decision to end it and other times it wasn’t, but regardless I always feel a little down afterwards.
A lot of thoughts run through my head, “Did it really have to end?” - “I wish we could have worked things out.” and the most important one “Did I make a mistake?”
I’m the kind of person that believes in fate, destiny, horoscopes and all that mystical jazz. Some call me silly but my lack of a strong belief in a religion has lead me down various other paths.
So when I ask myself that question again, “Did I make a mistake?” I come to the ultimate conclusion that fate has decided that now is not the right time. And that if it was meant to be it will be.
So that is what am I am riding on now, “If it was meant to be it will be”.
