I am the author, you are the fabulist. I write fiction, you tell lies. I move characters, you manipulate people. I devise plots, you create drama.
We were the same, once, but now I see all the things I should never be. I'm glad that you, and she, and they, and I, have opened my eyes to see the me I really am, and the me I almost was. It's not about regret or missed opportunities, not anymore. It's just me, standing up straight, looking ahead, with my head held high.
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