the right before
The footsteps behind you match your heartbeat They mirror your pace as it quickens click click click beat beat beat If you look behind you, what would you see? Would it matter; would you survive to tell the tale? Is it all tall tales? If you looked behind you, would you see resurrections of lives past? The ones you forgot and let go of? The ones you hid away from? Are they catching up to you? Something more than memories triggered inside of you Some people don't feel the things you feel when they remember Some people don't relive it The tastes, smells.. the despair, foreboding, or even the joy. You go back to right before . Right before events and wonder, would it be different if they had never been realized? Would you be different? Do you want to be? The right before, when you were blissfully ignorant, unbothered. Unchanged. Some people, those closest to you, tell you that the right befores all the way up to the right afters made you who are y...