I cried when I broke her heart
I’m not too scared to say.
It wasn’t easy
but it’s never supposed to be
Is it?

We try to find
what we really want,
searching far and wide
Sometimes too far and too wide.

What we had, in my own opinion,
was amazing.
Mostly.
Was it supposed to be completely?
Maybe…?

It wasn’t something I cared for,
that reason why I cried.
But the tears helped wash away the pain,
and helped me realize.

I still love her.
Not the same, but still.
She’s been to Hell and back
and I just stoked the flames.
But I love her.

I don’t think I’ll forget her,
the times I care to remember.
They were good times,
truly they were.

I guess I’ve come to terms with it,
but a little action wouldn’t hurt…
All joking aside (or was it a joke?)
I hope she’s okay.

I never meant to hurt
either her or me.
What’s done is done
and I’m still here,
got no plans to go anywhere.

Anytime soon now,
something may happen
and when it does I’ll be ready
to make it right.

For me.