I wanted to write more about us, back then! 

Weighing me down still with judgement.

I am more today than I was 

That day when you did not show up. 

Long before I left.

I wanted to write like it is irrelevant now

Like a feather released from it confines

Flying away, I don’t know where

For I no longer care!

I wanted to write more 

But the length of our story is the same,

Short or long

We finally get to decide.

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