what if all those months ago in the summer sweat i had surrendered and ended it all and never became who i am today. what if i never sparked the hope the joy the love in the lives friends, family and instead dumped my misery on them as a final, grandiose "*******" complete with black lipstick. what if i had never met my one and felt his warm embrace at the top of the concrete mountain with his hand around me as the wind whipped through our hair what if my family had to hear the news that the black sheep faded into oblivion what if ...