Chaos And Pity

Days passed by and no message of any sorts. A simple argument that has turned into a misunderstanding. Words are words, enough said.
Confining myself seemed a good idea, but how come it became a lot more complicated. Curse whatever it is that clouds my mind, curse the promise that I had to give. All I want is to cause no trouble, is it too much to ask for? A part of me seeks my missing piece, coming back will complete me but will cause my spirit to crumble.
Regret never came when I stepped forth and showed my intent, it never came when I stepped back to accept defeat, the word came in when I left and said goodbye. I pity myself for the cowardly act, the voices told me that it was the right thing to do and I followed. Now I'm back to reality and everything is gone, it's time to go on with life like the lines of a lonely song.