The Culprit


You were the reason of my despair, and you were also the rescuer from my despair.

As quickly as I shone with your love, I was quick to fade when it seemed like your attention wasn’t as perpetual as mine for you.

I tiptoed around you and happily waited for you to gesture for me come. And when you finally did, my eager heart regretfully overwhelmed you, and I made you close your curtains again. Because I was too eager, too loving, too understanding, and too forgiving.

I couldn’t leave.
I should’ve, but I couldn’t.
Because what if you called for me and I couldn’t hear.

Again, darkness slowly wanes and reveals you who is waving your hand at me.

Are you waving hello or goodbye?