Not Just Me, Right?

Tell me it wasn't just me, right?

Who felt the truest meanings,

And feelings of the words you said, despite?

They weren't just my words, right?

The ones I wrote on sleepless nights,

And on the days when things weren't going bright?

They weren't just my days, right?

You had minutes, hours and weeks by my side,

And months that made years too with some little fight?

This isn't a just a fight, right?

Or you would have told me to that you'll laugh at me later sometime,

And I would know that I messed up pretty big time tonight.

This isn't going to end tonight, right?

Because it's been going on since months now,

And it is just me alone, again, tonight.