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Why

You ran away from me. I could not understand. You always did that when the truth surfaces. I was just telling you about it. I was not even bragging nor nagging you.


Hurt; I was hurt by it. And you don’t know. How will you know when you stop noticing? How will you notice when you stop caring? How will you care when there is nothing anymore?


Don’t make me feel this way. I knew it all along. I hid it from you. Because there is a greater reason to keep it. I understand. And I can cover up the pain just to have you in my life.


But you still chose to leave me. I was asking why, and you gave me no reason. I deserve to know; and you gave me nothing. You just said I was a mistake in your life.


Just let me ask you. The truth hurts, but it frees us from the lies that surround us.

Now I know. You don’t have to say it. You just showed it to me. To make me feel what you wanted to say.


I should have been the one to run away from it. Don’t you think so? What are you doing to me? It seems to me that what we have then has been gone into oblivion. Is it that easy to you?


Tell me. I thought that what we have is far greater than any reason.

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