I Was There


I was there when he learned how to ride a bike.

I was there when he first got dumped.

I was there when his mom disappeared.

I was there when he got his scar.

I was there when he learned to drive.

All those years I've been helping him, and he didn't even give me a single glance.

I've been comforting him, and he didn't even notice me...

And on the day he needed me most, the day he needed me, I wasn't there. I wasn't at Zuko's wedding, because I was at a funeral. My funeral.

Yes.

Me. Katara Mizu, committed suicide because the boy I loved didn't love me back.

Zuko didn't love me, and he was getting married to another woman.

What I didn't know was that, he loved me too. And when he was going to tell me, he was too late...