There are so many was’s out there.
Its a terribly undescriptive word, yet it can still mean everything.
I was your best friend.
I was sober.
He was alive.
She was murdered.
Love was real.
he was the only thing on my mind.
I was Drunk.
I was in love with you.
He was the one who held me.
He was my killer.
His name was my last word.
His face was my last breathe.
I was The one who pulled the trigger.