Starting something new
is a bit scary at first.
It's not the beginning that's hard,
but seeing it the whole way through.
Sometimes we make it to the end.
Sometimes we don't.
If we do make it through,
it makes us feel good.
A sense of joy when we look back
at what we accomplished.
But if we don't make it through,
we look back on what stopped us.
Sometimes when we look back,
we regret giving up.
Or hate what stopped us.
Maybe it was our own choice.
Maybe it needed to be done.
But even after it ended,
was the time you had with this new beginning
worth it?
Even if the ending wasn't what you wanted,
was that feeling worth it?
That time you had together,
did it not mean anything to you?