Fate

It’s like looking into another world

Same age, same bringing
But I’m holding up a mannequin
And she’s holding a new born
Moulded in her arms, they look perfect

Her brush up bun hair
And comfy clothes
Weary eyes
But the biggest smile I’ve seen all year

I can’t help but smile back
So ironic, to how much we are different yet the same
I believe in fate now
Who’d of thought

E.T.