It was one of those days in which nothing went right, and rain was loud against the window. Our mood was gray as the sky and we argued about every insignificant, very little thing. But each insignificant, very little thing soon evolved into bigger matters, and feelings caught in-between, and our voices raised. When you called things off, in my defense I could say I met all your demons, yet I decided to stay. You stared at me speechless, said nothing in your defense, and that was the day I realized we both said I love you, but only I was saying the truth.