I stared at my reflection in the mirror,
I grabbed her by the collar and screamed “how could you!”,
“how could you do that to me, to you, to them!",
she stuttered while tears streamed down her face “I..I..I didn’t have a choice”,
“But you did”, I said “it was just easier not to choose wasn’t it?”,
she cleared her throat and said “you would’ve done the same if it was this time, this year, and again he was here”,
she shook my hands off of her and took control,
now I'm silent,
her voice raises,
“You would do the exact same mistake if you could, don’t pretend like time can erase it away, it’s you who’s been stuck, not me”,
She caressed my cheeks and mouthed “let it go”,
now I'm in tears.
not really a poem, more of a conversation.