Sometimes fighting is the only way out

They all let her go in the end
out of courtesy
out of respect
out of uncertainty

What were they uncertain about
she wondered
about their ability
about her worth
or
about the love between them

The train of regret never stopped
or
moved backward towards where it all began
the sunshine
the sparks
the sublime beauty
before
all the disagreement
all the fights
all the uncertainty

They all thought there was no beauty in
all the flaws
all the cracks
all the heartache
so they gave up
on their self worth
along with hers

In the end
nothing was worth fighting for
they wallowed in nostalgia
while
she was soaked in self pity

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Cassa Bassa

🇦🇺🇨🇳 inquisitive, observant, witty, a thinker, was a misfit child 😊

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