Curiosity struck again, and I looked through some photos of you.
There was much to be seen and much to be thought
But one thing has remained unchanged:
Your eyes.
They're the same baby blue they have always been,
And there's an emptiness that she has not filled,
It seems like you have not changed a bit,
You're the same.
You called her "wife" much too soon, I believe,
And if you rushed it, I wish you the best
But your eyes tell me something they always have...
You're alone.
Regardless, I regret nothing, my dear...
I made the correct choice for me...
And although I'm happy for you
I've moved on.
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