Chapter 2
Electric Boogaloo
As I make my way through the forest,
stepping over the overgrown underbrush,
my battles of inner turmoil
are constantly raging on.
So many questions
for me to ask myself.
So many regrets
to look back at...
Ah, regret.
Never shy when delivering
that aching question:
What if? What if? What if?
My What if? is
- like most are -
completely outside of my control.
What if I weren’t the Prince?
Ah, I know the answer:
I’d be able to marry my beloved,
without consequence.
I pause midstep.
How foolish of me
to dwell.
What’s past is past.
I have my whole life ahead of me,
I’m barely eighteen years of age
There’s no need to fixate
on a
a-
Footnotes
Footnotes
4 Comments
ANSON REYNOLDS
aaaaaaaa what? readingggg the next one now!
acrosstheuniverse28
Loving it so far! Great writing, and the plot is very intriguing so far!
Busssy.Beee
fav lines are, "My What if? is; - like most are -; completely outside of my control." found this piece incredibly relatable *sighs* oh well, time to keep reading
AbiJoy
I do very much enjoy this chapter title. Also, for your consideration: The Ill"two"sion of control