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Feb 2013
What roads have we taken to lead us to where we stand today?
Why do we make the decisions we do and how is it we meet the people we meet?
It’s said that everything happens for a reason and those reasons are up to destiny to determine. Though there are those of us who question the logic behind the things that surround us; we question why we meet such people and why things happen in the order in which they do. Will there ever be accurate answers to the questions we desire to be answered most? In many ways I believe there will never be true answers to any questions; those answers lay far beyond, in a place we may never physically reach.

We meet people and we fall in love. We fall backwards out of love and headfirst into a broader future. We accumulate new friendships and new relationships. Those friendships and relationships diminish and evaporate into a far off past. Then stop. Press forward. Déjà vu. Repeat. Flashes of pictures, laughter, and hearing a smile in the voice of the one you held the closet to your heart. What are the odds one may ask. But it’s truth.
Never take loving someone as a responsibility; it’s a choice, and it’s a part of you as a person to love. There is not one person who has never felt love.
written: Sept. 2012 (not a poem; more so thoughts.)
Chrysta Ashlock
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Chrysta Ashlock  Michigan
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