He saw his destiny unfold, he would give anything to find the one he was ment to hold. But another part of him, would keep going with his plan, to be what he was, then only more and more as he grew like roots in sand. His head spun him around,more and more, he could let go and land crushed on the floor. He could hold on, and go further next time then he could before. Its all rushing in his mind.
To do what he claimed was part of his destiny, or give it up and raise the next of kin, he couldn't see. He lacked clarity, it could never let him be, but he wanted both, maybe he could shift this destiny. He still walks up and down downtown streets, some nights, contemplates if the choices he made were right,or did she slip past his feet?
