What was my Mistake?

His love was true,

But not for you.

You was just an option,

While she was his priority.

Your wrist was hurt,

Her hand was secured with his hand.

You were broken,

Yet he made her complete.

These words hit me different,

Yea,

While I was weeping,

He was creating memories with her.

While I was alone,

He cared for her.

While my wrist was bleeding,

He helped her cure.

While I had sleepless nights,

He was her dream maker.

While my hand was at pain holding him,

He still chose to leave mine.

Was loving him truly was my mistake?

Was I nothing to him?

Those midnight cries still haunt me,

He is at peace,

I am yet suffering.

I want to run and run and run...

Yet I will reach only you at the end.

What was my mistake??