hindsight is
the highlights with
none of the minute details
or emotion

we keep our lives
online, the journal
digital and dated

i like to imagine
my past self a lumberjack,
chipping away at trunks
of overgrown promises

i always want to ask
everyone if they’re okay,
but it’s not like the answer
is ever honest
or even objective

in retrospect,
i wouldn’t have done it
any differently

 

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