I pushed you away,
you were supposed to
know why,
you were supposed to
know me.

I pushed you away,
because
i was afraid,
of my feelings

and the fact
that i became
so dependent
on you
for my happiness,
you were responsible
for everything
i felt inside,

that terrified me.

You knew too much,
you knew me too well.

I was afraid
of losing you,
getting hurt.

Guilt consumed me
and i went back

and it was
the best decision
i've ever made,

until...

but now you left.

You're gone,
and i'm hurt
and i don't know how
not to blame myself.