I, too, had all the chances
All the missteps
All the would-haves
All the maybes.
I saw all the mysteries
All the enigmas
All the nuances
That might have faced me.
I have flirted with love.
Had affairs with hate.
Known regret and
Stood with indifference.

And in-between these things
I became your acquaintance
Nothing mattered.
For that I would hate you.
But I do not know what
To believe anymore.

All I can say is that I wish
I had never known you.


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