I CHOOSE YOU EVEN IN HELL

She is the one,he wants

Whenever I promise myself not to text him anymore,
I end up texting him.
Whenever I feel he's not okay, or he's going through something,
I'm right there to ease his pain.
Why am I doing this?
How could I ease his pain when my heart was still bleeding
from the last time we talked?

When we talk, the first few days are fine,
and then we end up wrangling over something useless.
Sometimes I'm baffled by what role I play in his life,
or who I am in his existence.
I loved him more than anything in the world,
then suddenly I became his ally.
How did he change my mind?

If this is the only way I can have him in my life,
I'll choose to stay and lead.
Nevertheless, I skip a heartbeat at every glance.
While I'm in love, I never said 'I love you' to him,
but I always ask him, 'The moon is beautiful, isn't it?'
His reply was, 'Yeah, it is.'
I asked him that question without knowing what it meant,
and he said, 'I love you' without knowing what I'd asked.

I enjoy the little things in life, and most of them were with him.
Now he's in love with someone else.
I only pray for her – may she live the life I wanted.
If nothing else, may she be happy.
I don't hate her; I want them to live happily ever after.
I want her to love him the way I did.
She's fortunate to have him, for she didn't even know
what she had – the dreams of half my lifetime.