Was I Wrong?

I chose myself over her... Was i wrong? I wanted it to end, altogether... Was i wrong? There comes a sense of impending doom, sooner or later, For the better, we turned lovers to haters... Was i wrong? 'Was i wrong?' is what I'm stuck at, Can't find someone to answer it all... 'Am i wrong?' is what is bugging me, Nobody on the other side to call... I sometimes think about the setting sun, If I might rise again... Admiring the strength it takes, To rise and fall everyday... I love the moon, the spots on it too, and the message it portrays... It's empowering to see such imperfect perfection, admired everyday... I love the stars, even the falling ones, They say that everything decays... It's all just a matter of time, For all of us to be replaced... No, I'm not irreplaceable, I thought about it, gave it a day... All i figured out was that, We're here, on earth, for a vacay... None of us have a purpose big enough, not even a consolidated state... You can choose to die like a hero, And hope you're forgotten late...