My acts of stubbornness had played
through my mind like an endless
reel.

I let myself believe that I could have
moved on without you, but then I
drowned in the shallow crevices of
my mind, haunted by regret.

In every twist and turn, I saw images
of you and her, happily reuniting, as I
was left in the dust.

Only then did I realize that our lives
were never meant to conform to my
thoughts of a happily ever after.


But if only I had risen above my
pride and anger, would you have
loved me then?

If only I had accepted your apology,
where would we be now?

If only I had been a solid enough part
of your life, you would not have
moved on so easily, right?

If only all my efforts had been a good
enough reason for you to fight for
me, would you have withdrawn your
sword on what could have been?


I had questions, but all the answers
had been embedded into the heart
of somebody else's.
**(k.p.)