"You should stop moping around and forget the past."
Who says I can't forget?
"It's written all over your face."
It's not.
"You look at her and everyone can clearly see what happened."
It was my fault.
"It was the both of you."
But I was the one who walked away.
"Why did you?"
I got scared.
"Why?"
I didn't want to lose her.
"So, you ran away like a coward."
I shouldn't have.
"Yeah. You should have stayed."
I'm feeling worse.
"She may have been a bit stubborn, but she was worth it."
You don't have to remind me of what I loss.
"I'm guilt-tripping you."
I do that to myself all the time, so I don't need your services.
"But really, you should have fought for her."
She didn't need saving.
"Oh."
And that's why I decided to leave.
"No, you left because you needed saving yourself."
Maybe.
"She was a hero enough for the both of you."
That makes me less of man than I already am.
"She doesn't care about that. She cares about you."
I care about her, too.
"Then hurry up and chase her. It's never too late."
I quite forgot to tell you.
"What?"
She left even before I decided to follow her.
― m. d.
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