there is the vaguest whisper of a thought floating just outside the reach of my mind. i'm sure that if i could just grab it, it would be beautiful. i'm sure that it would be the very thing i've been waiting so long for. but it stays away, a flitting shadow, a faraway mist, and i'm left longing for something i don't even know. i'm missing something i've never had and nostalgic for a time that has never been. there is a gaping hole in me that i'm sure only it can fill, but no matter how far i stretch, it dances just a hair away. my finger tips graze it, but before i can fully wrap my mind around it, it's gone, and i'm left wondering 'what if...'
*What If - Coldplay
prettyful writing
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