The Dead One

Well, once you are dead, it's all said, done and happened

You
Yes you
You were there
That night
When I was preparing for the final ritual
You saw me through the window
You saw what I was going to do
But you didn't yelled
Your eyebrows didn't shrugged
Your expression didn't change
Of course I am not disappointed
I didn't want you to stop me
After all it was solely my choice
I didn't announced it to the world
So I expected no interruptions
But there you were
Seeing me tangling myself
And not doing anything about it
May be I didn't think of you
When i was getting ready for this
But during pushing the table down
I definitely thought of you
And your dimensionless words
You called yourself my friend
You said you had my back
But may be you didn't realize
That you were the only one
In my nonfictional friend list
I never asked you to give me false hope
I never even asked you to pretend
But you did it any way
Perhaps now you are standing at my funeral
Acting like you never knew me
And trust me, you never did
Just like rest of the people
May be if I hadn't seen you that day
I would have thought that
You would be giving a damn
And wishing that you could have saved me
But I am glad that
I am gone knowing the truth
May be u didn't care but now you do
Or may be you still don't
How does it matter
I can never know now
As I am the dead one...