Worse

When we depart,
With our belongings,
And minds,
We will hurt,
From the severance,
We will shatter,
From the divide,
We will ache,
In lone places,
And convince ourselves,
We are better off.

When we realize what,
What we cannot,
Alone,
In real silence,
We will regret,
Decisions made,
When we were better off.

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