The road back home guided me to you.
He knew her past, knew he caused the pain, but he couldn't admit it.
In one swift move, she ended his future.
Floorboards creaked as she shifted, avoiding questioning eyes.
You made me feel remorse for something I didn't do.
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She was out of place dragging her suitcase.
Some things are better left unsaid; this isn’t one of them.
The rear windshield wiper revealed the pain she caused.
Walking away was the only appropriate response.
You continued your life as if I never breathed.
Everything he desired was enveloped in her.
Changing the past was only a thought for the fortunate few.
Pinched toes were not the only affliction she hid the day.
Only one person pursued her, but it wasn't her fiancé.
The heavy rain dampened your voice.
Tears of rain rolled down her roseate cheeks.
I watched you love her as I faded into obscurity.
They held hands until they could no longer hold on.
Fresh paint splattered the wall, covering memories of times she held close.
I can no longer live normally without you.