Why?

Why.
Why after everything.
The plans, the love, the passion, the signs.
Cauterize.
Life was pointing to us.
Life was leading each other together.
You said it was me.
You chose me.
I asked, you promised, I asked again, you promised.
It may not have been real to you, but it was real to me. It still is.
My thoughts are filled with you, my dreams are haunted by you.
Nothing has changed in my heart.