「Give My Regards to the Bad Ending」

Integrity and innocence— in a world where things like those are meant to survive, it’s always the filthy ones who shout the loudest. We can’t become either one. We’re nothing but “somewhere in between.” Will we change as time goes by? Probably not. Because the things that never change will never change, no matter how far they go. Give my regards to the bad ending. We can stay just as we are. We don’t have to force an answer into the way out. The dreams that never came true are the ones you remember most clearly, aren’t they? More than the things I gained, it’s everything I lost that made me who I am. God is always busy, and most prayers go ignored. Still, we press our hands together— a habit born from never quite giving up. The world never explains enough. The more we pretend to understand, the farther the truth slips away. Give my regards to the bad ending. Just the illusion that “there’s more to come” has carried us this far. There must be a reason we remain unfinished, no matter how much time passes. We can stay this way. This is probably the shape we were meant to have. The universe is far too silent. It has never given us a single answer, but apparently, we’re allowed to keep asking questions. Give my regards to the bad ending. That resolve becomes a reason to keep walking. There doesn’t have to be a meaning. There doesn’t have to be an answer. There’s no way living well is all that matters. What we leave behind in this world doesn’t have to be a beautiful ending. A small sense of unease that catches somewhere inside someone— that will be enough.