I'm to proud to speak.
I know this because I've been trying to say this for weeks.
I started so innocently with nothing to hide.
Now at every moment I look, for my shell to crawl inside.
I hate the feeling of loneliness, and limits I'm not supposed to breach.
It's a constant pain in my mind, on my side, it's a leech.
My greatest desire was you, and that's all I ever needed.
And it was all good and great... Until I realized, my wife's heart has bleeded.
She spent her whole life dreaming.
Not of a boy who could save her from her feelings.
But of changing the world.
But then I came along,
And made it stop.
Your heart skipped a beat,
And you felt it throb.
I changed your heart I changed your desires.
Then you woke up one day
with that old renewed fire.
I tried to put it out
I made you scream I made you shout.
I never took the time to hear you out.
I only said, "I'm all you should need.
You're not a good girlfriend if we don't proceed"
I held you back, and I stressed you out.
With all the fighting I brought about.
I broke down when I realized the truth.
I may not be destined to be with you.
You belong to someone so much greater I know.
I must let you go.
To God, not just me alone.
I used to love goodbyes, until I met you. I could indulge in the sadness to help me feel alive... but the sadness of losing you, makes me feel dead.