Here I am sitting on the bathroom floor

wondering where I would be if we hadn’t broken up.

I would be sadder

I would be broken

I wouldn’t be writing

because you told me I wasn’t good.

But as I look around seeing where I am,

in Hawaii,

celebrating my 25th birthday,

without you,

I smile and get up

and know that I am better off.

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