if i would’ve become happier or just a different version of myself entirely. but i guess growing up also means realizing that some dreams aren’t left behind because you stopped loving them—sometimes life just takes you somewhere else before you’re ready to let go
and it’s strange looking back now, realizing how something i once cared about so deeply can quietly become just another “what if” i carry around. sometimes i still wonder what would’ve happened if i held onto that dream a little longer