BEST CHOICE

I think the best choice I ever made

was when I got up and walked away from her.

I just stood up from the table

that we shared

so pointlessly

so painfully

and I

with head held not-so high

I strode in the opposite direction of everything I held dear

everything I treasured

everything I wanted.

I walked away from her

and it was the wisest decision I made.

The best choice possible in an unfortunate world.

The worst choice, of course,

was when I turned right around

and sat in her lap.