My Eternal Mistake by Red

It was beautiful when I first saw it. The Great Conjunction. A reassurance to all my doubts, a blanket covering up any regret. This was what I had waited for, what I had chosen to see. This was the reason. This, and so many other phenomena most people would only see once. Hell, most wouldn’t see them at all. But me, I’ve seen it twice now. Before, I was ecstatic about it; but now, watching the very same event that had fascinated me, that had comforted me, now, it is a reminder of the past. Of the losses. Of the mistakes. Of my mistake.

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