I wish you still loved me the way I still love you. I'll never understand why you had to leave. It is completely apparent to me that you hate to see me sad.
You hate to see me cry. No one likes to see someone they love fail when they try and try. Or stop trying. Slowly start dying inside. I will never love again.
I welcomed you in to life with me and you liked it. You accepted the challenge of commitment and love then let it slip away. We had a tough ride but we saw so much. We loved every day.
You saw the skeletons in my closet and asked for a top to sleep in. The week before you you left you wanted to share a roof with me. Now I'm seething.
You said you have doubts and feel it isn't fair to go on with doubts in your mind. Except you didn't really try to understand these doubts with me by your side. It would seem you never truly had me in mind on this occasion.
See darling, I had doubts in my mind doubts about life and felt it wasn't fair to go on making everyone around me so miserable, I wanted to die. I never took my life. I thought long and hard about how much of it was fine.
Turns out all of it was. Only the heart chooses its owner and you are the owner of mine. I get angry thinking that you left because I did something wrong. Maybe I didn't show you enough love or perhaps you just got bored of me.