“She wanted to remain as a bystander but could no longer be.”
Should I have just remained as a bystander to your world? Should I have just chosen to ignore you when you wanted someone to talk to? Should I have just treated you coldly that time? Should I have just barricaded this conserved heart even more? Or should I have just not known you? I’m incessantly and foolishly asking myself with all of these questions that can never be answered and will never be. Was I wrong to fall for you when you only needed a friend? Was I too naïve to think we have it even though it was far from reality? Was I just too excited to see your naked soul? Was I really the first one you opened up all your woes and secrets? Was I really the one or not? It’s too cliché for me to be in this situation. But, I couldn’t blame fate. I couldn’t even blame anyone or anything. And I couldn’t blame you if you’re not ready to accept my demons as much as I did for you. What we had wasn’t a give and take after all. It was just me who stupidly gave my parts to make you whole. Well good for me because this is the aftermath of not staying as a bystander.
