Showing posts with label Predictions. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Predictions. Show all posts
Monday, January 4, 2016
IT WAS PREDICTABLE
but couldn't be predicted.
It was inevitable
but could have been avoided.
It was in the cards
but the game was yet to be invented.
We fell in love.
And fell.
And fell.
And fell.
How lovely
and mad
is chance
and chances
taken.
Norman Savage
Greenwich Village, 2016
Labels:
Chances,
falling in love,
Inevitability,
love,
Predictions
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