There is no one to blame. not you, nor myself.
did you made this mistake?
if all you’ve wanted was freedom
why did you choose to hurt me, him.
it was a mistake that was never resolved.
like it had never happened.
But was the core, the source of my problems.
Yet I didn’t know, why?
thanks for tearing me apart.
Thanks for telling me it was my choice,
thanks for telling me “all I want is for you to be happy”
When I thought it was true.
no, too good to be true in the end.
It tore me apart, decision after decision.
Was Devastating till the end.
if that’s all you’ve really wanted, all I’m really asking is why?
if all I’m asking is why, why don’t you give an answer.
nobody gives an answer.
But I'm just asking is why.