Should’ve, could’ve, would’ve, but you didn’t. So you move on.

I came for a portion but left with the universe.

You didn’t understand the poem, but that was because it wasn’t for you. It was for me to understand the pain you put me through.

You don’t get to come and go when it’s best for you. You appreciate when it’s rough, when it’s easy and when it just doesn’t make sense. You strive. You work. You love. You learn.