and some days, it all just seems wasted time.
regardless the want –
in spite of the – have-to-have –
no matter how intense the desire –
roads that have no outlet will never lead you where you want to go.

in that moment of realization –
when overcome with know,
how will you even entertain expectation of commiseration.
surely you understand,
you made the choice – once upon a not-so-long ago –

remember when you turned away from outstretched hand?
remember when you chose alone?
remember when you left the room of this unfinished business –
bid adieu,
long before the curtain call?
remember when…