the top

When faced with a choice,

You ran.

When it came to me,

To choose, 

I chose to look fear in the eye,

Grit my teeth,

Roll my shoulders &  bare down the pain with a smile,

That my love,

Is why I never settle,

& why you are no where to be seen,

At the top. 

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