Never Had A Choice – September 15, 2019

Resenting everything,

after.

Life seemed slow and cruel.

It ate at me,

Spitting me out

Bit by stale bit.

You left me high and dry.

One thing,

I revisit often now,

Is that you had the choice to move

And I would never.

Your jovial trips and carefree holidays

Will always Haunt me.

Because I was wrapped

And sitting alone.

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