There is no choice but not to look backwards
At the things that could have been
Because they couldn’t have
There is no choice but suffering back or forwards
Not to move is worse still
If I stay, I die a little each day
If I go, I lose you, I lose everything
An empty loneliness either way
You see, like you I have no choice
I have chosen for you
There is no relief.
Only the release of having chosen
And the possibility for a new beginning
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