Things happen in life uncontrollably.
Things we wish we could.
Situations we hope we can stop on exiting.
People we wish we could vanish in the blink of an eye.
Time we hope to freeze for a day.
In those desperate days and times, the only solution that comes to our mind is either.
Choosing the "END".
End, we thought that could solve everything.
End, we thought that could put a big smile on those people behind us.
End, we thought that could vanish the pain entirely.
The "END", that we thought, was the answer to everything.
Or whispering the magic words that lift up some faded smile and hope.
A word that everyone is known for.
A word that put some little smile on.
A word that shields from falling arrows.
A word that gives vitamins that sometimes last forever.
A sentence that we desperately whisper hoping will come true afterward.
A sentence that witnesses every pain of a person.
A sentence that hears every dark secret that no one can tell.
A sentence that hides thousands of emotions that no one knows.
"How I wish" or "I wish I could" are the words that give us comfort without delineating.