Life minus my choices
No nervous breakdowns for 4s & 5s
No 3 days of crying over my first broken heart
No several years of redefining myself or
pathetically going after the definition I wanted.
No year of being stuck in a sordid affair
No infidelities stuck in my conscience
No moments I wish I had not wasted or
counting things I could have easily gotten.
No questions about being in the right place
No dreaming about those that utterly failed
No wishing for second chances or
silently wanting to wake up in a different bed.
No remembering happy moments
No better appreciation for those who stayed
No wisdom that comes from being deeply wounded
or learning that life is life because of choices.
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