Stitch In Time

Rozairi contacted me recently.
He said he thought deeply about this,
About us.

But when we broke it off a couple months ago,
I never had second thoughts about it anymore.
I was happy.

Then "he" happened.
And I had doubts.
I never was the one to make up my mind on one's thing,
But I had doubts.

Many people sans my sister,
Told me to accept him.
That I will never find a man,
Who is as nice and kind as he is.

It was never him.
It was me.

As cliché as it is,
I am the problem.
I am not gonna drag a normal man to the abyss of insanity with me.

He deserves better.
A good woman.

I am not.

I am a broken, messed up piece of shattered, delirious lunatic.

And I am perfectly happy being a demented crackers.