"There are no endings in life,
only beginnings."
She did not believe it.
Just yesterday her paycheque had ended,
the year before that her career had ended,
and five years before that,
her relationship with her sister had ended.
There was no pause or restart button,
there was no way to try again in parallel universe Z,
the universe where every moment was a perfect coincidence,
the kind where opportunities happen.
Everything was an ending,
this is gone,
this is gone,
you are gone.
One day older,
a hundred years have passed between then and now
and she has been reading the same sentence.
His face is still fresh in her mind.
She wonders about all the things that never began.