WHAT AND IF – two innocent little words, and perfectly harmless on their own. But put them together and their connotation changes.
What if? What if? What if?
Your what if’s hold a phantom pen, writing the unwritten stories you swear would have been. They would’ve played out like magic, becoming a tale too beautiful, too unworldly, to exist in the reality outside of your head.
It’s the what if’s that drive you insane but keep you calm. They soothe the realities of your mistaken fate – because in your head you think, surely, God had a mishap and gave you the wrong story. So you invent the right one instead.
