Starting something, thinking you'll know how it will end But it goes a completely different route instead. You re-analyzed it, yeah you got it for sure Oh how naive, you think you have a choice. The end is already planned, there's nothing you could do You just have to sit and wait till the ending comes to you. You can make time pass by faster, well try to at that It can't change anything and that's a fact. The ending's planned out and done, there's no going back. It just fate even if it seems wack You're really ******* but you'll just have to mend. "This is not how I wanted the book to end."
My feelings being let out after I finished reading The Lucky One. No one toils with a girls emotions more than Nicholas Sparks does.