He learns. To Improve Himself.

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He learns. To Improve Himself.
That Shallow Goodbye.
She said, "It killed me to walk away," tears welling in her eyes, As she turned, heart heavy with the weight of goodbye. But minutes passed, a fleeting, swift surprise, And in another’s arms, she found solace, no longer shy.
He watched, bewildered, a twisted grace in her rebirth, As if the pain had never touched her at all. The sorrow, the ache, erased from her world, Replaced by joy—by love that answered its call.
He questioned fate, its cruel and fickle hand, That dealt its blows, then swiftly healed the wound. Was this a lesson, a message to understand? Or just a chance—a bitter, fleeting tune?
He pondered long, this mystery untold, Of love's strange dance, and a heart turned.