it was an inevitable argument,
we had to take the time off,
but i could never get angry at you,
everything was my fault,
we had to stop talking,
we had to cut our communication,
now i feel so empty,
thinking if this was the right decision,
i feel guilty for all of what i said,
i feel guilty seeing you frustrated,
you bowed your head low,
my breathing became slow,
when i looked straight ahead,
you gave me your last words,
and when you walked away from me and didn't look back,
the pale blue turned crimson red.
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