The probabilities.
I already told you. I cant accept it.I dont know what to think. I dont know what went wrong. I dont know who's at fault. Even if it caused a melt-down of the tower of my pride.. I still asked.
Why?
I felt the wall of foolishness falling onto me. What's the point of asking why? What's the point of knowing why? What's the use? It cant resolve anything. I cant get you back by asking that stupid thing. It's just useless.
Then it dawned on me... the reasons why. The Maybe-s of what had happened to us. The maybe-s that caused this end.
I know very well, overthinking will lead to nothing. In the first place, what's the use? Why? Again, what's the use of knowing? It's already done. Ended.
Maybe you are right. I was just trying to justify the means of our ending. I'm just trying to fill in the blanks.. Coz I am like that. But again, what's the point?
You think I am doing this just to save my pride. Just to clear things up so I'll feel less pain. So I'll blame you... but the truth is .. I wanted to fix things. I wanted to know..
What went wrong?
What did I do? What happened? Is it me?
But you just answered. It just clicked one day. It vanished.
Those words should not hurt that much .. Only if I just believe those words right away and didnt hesitate about you lying again. There was still a part in my head that was saying you are just lying. There was still a part of me that hoped you're just lying.
You are always a liar.. but that moment, I thanked you for telling the truth.
Maybe you still love her.
Maybe you never loved me.
Maybe you just used me.
Maybe you just needed me.
Maybe you just needed someone that time.. and I was there.
Maybe.. I'm just the only one who gave my love.. my all.
Maybe you just love yourself.
Maybe.
Maybe.
