I had made mistakes before, knowing
But this one felt different
Her heart wasn’t ready to accept
She couldn’t shake the feeling

“You don’t understand”, her voice rising
The weight of her words, the moment
All she wants to find peace-that
To make a decision that changes everything

And then, just like before, change nothing
I felt sorry, giving her soft velvet
“I don’t ask for any of this” she spat
“You bloody fool” her anger over boiling.

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