I wonder what the world would be like without me in it
who my parents would call a son, and my siblings would call a brother.
And im not scared the world would be better, or worse without me- just that it would be exactly the same. Because have I really had so little of an impact, that nothing would have changed without me there to change it? That nothing I've said or done in my life would matter?
I wonder how my best friend would be doing, if we hadn't met on the playground at 5 years old. Would he still be killing it like he is now? Making me proud to be his day one every step of the way?
What about my dog? The little guy I had to have that mom and dad would never have gotten without me. I'd hope he has a family as loving as us. But somehow I doubt it would be the same.
what about Mom, and Dad? Brother and Sister? Would there still be a fifth member of the family, or was it because I was such an angel as a baby, that they had to have one more? I want to imagine it was because of me all this happened, that if i wasnt here, this whole world would be different. But at the same time I don't wish it'd be worse than it is.
If I wasnt here, I'd still want my best friend to be the man that he is today. Even if he met some guy named Jeff on the playground instead of me.
I still hope Cocoa found his way into our home, even if someone else had to beg our parents for a puppy.
I even hope there's still a fifth member of the family. Because more than hoping I've made a change in this world, I hope these people would have lived their best lives anyway, found happieness in someone other than me.
Hope that this would keeps turning with, or without me in it.
