The things I wrote for them

Me?

Why him? Why me? Why us?
Questions that come to my thoughts.
I stand in the black river of pain
Pain or should I say a loneliness rain.
I think about it even though I've been warned
Warned to stay away for the one I loved.
But I just couldn't turn my back in him
He happened to know everything about me.
Like how much the rain of pain has destroyed my fragile heart.