Would it matter if you see me hurt? Destroyed? Broken? Devastated?
Would it matter if you hear my cry? Scream? Murmur? Sob?
Would it matter if I feel vulnerable? Bitter? Down? Pessimistic?
Would it matter to you that I am here still thinking about you everytime?
I don’t think so.
I always ask myself a lot of questions, questions that only you could answer. At the same time, I wonder if you’re going to give me the answers that I want to hear from you.
Make me understand what happened, why it happened and how it happened?
Because I feel like shit, I feel like I was taken for granted and I feel like I’m not worth your love.
I was there for you.
I was there when you were the simply unnoticed guy in school, I was there when all you had was yourself, I was there when your friends turned their backs on you, I was there when you had your shortcomings, I was there when the rain poured and we got soaked, I was there ready to sacrifice everything for you.
But here’s all I ask,
Were you able to appreciate those?
And now I wonder, would it matter to you seeing this?