When you choose to involve yourself in an argument

When you choose to involve yourself in an argument (that does not concern you) You immediately make me lose respect for you. Why did you ask if I had anything to say? When you shouldn’t have been there in the first place! Why did you ask if I wanted to explain? When all had been said and the damage was made?

When you chose to involve yourself in an argument (that did not belong to you) You immediately made me not want to talk to you. Why did you stand there, high and mighty, looking down at me from below? As if you knew something that we did not. (you didn't, and you never will; so why did you do it?)

When you involved yourself in an argument (that did not belong to you) You became complicit in my misery too. You became an arbiter of “truth”. Of falsities and lies. You became an arbiter of truth that does not know the whole story. (and never will; so why did you do it? don't say “to try to understand”, because we both know that's bullshit! you have never understood and you never will...and that is OKAY; so I ask you again— knowing full well that you have never understood and that you never will— why did you do it?)

(i still love you though, and I always will; forever and ever, until the end of time)

And that, my dear, is where the problem is. (with you… and I guess to be fair with me too; for not explaining; even though I don’t have to. and for loving too much, and for not saying it as often as we should)

The end.