It's been a while, hasn't it?
Since I walked away.
It's not a choice that I regret,
but it's made me different today.
You could have been my lover,
but it wasn't in the cards.
You were far too immature,
so the choice wasn't even hard.
I've never liked to compromise,
so when you asked me to choose
it was easier to walk away
than to walk a mile in your shoes.
As a result I'm alone,
without you by my side.
Free to do as I like,
but part of me has died.
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