I have uncertainties.
Its unknown which day may be your last,
I wish that you will never accomplish it,
My whole existence WOULD change without your presence.
If I stay, unheard, silent I’ll be under intense guilt.
It COULD have been prevented,
I could have successfully aided you, but I didn’t.
It will haunt me,
Engulf and disguise my desires,
Transform them to a wicked hate.
Is the risk worth it?
That’s what im curious to know.