Her instinct was to run, as far as she could get,
Far away from the possible pain,
Far away from the possible regret.
But what she didn’t know,
What she didn’t think through,
There was only so far to go,
Before she realized she needed you.
So she made the journey back,
Along the way she thought of what to say,
Of why she felt so out of whack,
And of all days on their wedding day.
Her instinct told her to run,
From the uncertain and obscure,
Not to stay and weather the storm,
But to remain protective and unsure.
But she continued to come back,
To face her decisions poor,
To put her life back on track,
And to doubt his love no more.
Thirty years went by,
They seemed to go in a wink,
She thought of her loving guy,
Thoughts of leaving him she never again did think.
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