If I could go back and
rewrite our stories
I think
I would rip out 
all the pages where
you become the 
h e r o.

I know that 
you might hate me
for robbing you
of what could have been:
     the glories
     the adventures
    the challenges
    the legends–

But at least
you might still be here.
At least
we might still be happy.

but I guess I was never much of a writer ( j.p. )

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