Honestly, it started off as a distraction. I didn't know I was in love with you. I didn't think you would make me cry blood and tears. If I knew, I wouldn't have stayed with you that long.
We didn't need the games. We didn't need the heartbreak.
We didn't know how much we were hurting ourselves.
You shouldn't have been selfish. You shouldn't have lied to me.
I shouldn't have believed you. I shouldn't have kept on loving you.
We should have been honest. We should have been true.
I used to hate myself for being so naive, not anymore.
I think not of those shoulds, woulds, or coulds.
My only thoughts: "...time and chance happen to them all" (Ecc. 9:11) .