It hurts

What hurts is not the present,
But the alternative of the present that could have been.
What hurts is not this beautiful weather,
But the absence of the one next to whom I should have been.

What hurts is not this loneliness,
But the feeling of being alone without you.
What hurts is not that you don’t care,
But the choices you made even when you do.

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