let lemons be angry

Too much time spent on closing doors

Things were never like that when i was that young. My biggest regret was not protecting her when i had a chance to. I could have just stood up, turned around and said, "You shouldn't have done that," and gone after her. Instead I sat there, shellshocked, too greedy for my front-block seat to protect my girl. It's months past now, but i still feel the instant regret of that one poisonous moment. Is it too late to scold, is it too late to protect? What am i here for, if not to protect? Am i too mild, too cemented in indirect communication, to be of any use to them? And i, the one who beats up baddies in my dreams and saves all the hostages. Why couldn't I even stand up and walk away? Just stand up and walk away.

It's not over yet. You just watch your back. I'll come after you and say all the things i should have long ago.