What other choice do I have?
Those are words that cut through my heart,
Winter cold, it’s like I could feel the wind cutting through my skin.
“I love you.” Those were her last words before she left me,
The sister who has always been with me.
She left me crying my eyes out.
The divorce between our parents separated us,
She left with mom “and we’re now a broken family “those were my thoughts.
What I thought was sweet, but now it has turned sour.
Now 1 choice has ripped our family apart.