I’d be that person were it for you,
I’d break my heart twice over for truth,
I’d have been more cautious if only I knew
that unconditional meant something different to you.
Were I you and you me,
were it your soul that were in contention
then I bet you’d understand
that feelings are conjured by action and not planned.
I bet then it may be clear,
that I were the villain and you needed me there.