when you’re here, it often feels
like you aren’t or don’t want to be
i know you made what you think
were good choices at the time
and now you’re filled with regret
don’t bother trying to hide it
don’t acknowledge it unless you’re
leaving again, like i expect you will
if you ever get the chance
and i will keep reminding myself
you were never mine to lose
i will white flag our future
eventually