I took in a deep breath
and closed my eyes.
I let it all out
then my eyes opened.
I wanted to tell you my secret
but you were gone.

Tears came to my eyes
and I looked at the ground
then I whispered to myself
"I love you
and I thought you loved me,
but I guess I was wrong."

I never heard from you
ever again but
sometimes I saw you
with your friends.
I never stopped loving you
but you did.

In the end
I didn't really care --
I didn't want you anymore.
I'll just find someone else
like you do.
But I will always love you.

After awhile,
you said you loved me too
so we were together.
But it wasn't too long
until I was the one
who ran away.

I know that you love me
and I love you too.
But you aren't
the one for me.
And I'm definitely
not the one for you.

I know that
in the end,
it was like the beginning,
but I ran away from you
and left you with
words still on your lips.

I wish I was,
but honestly,
I'm not.
I wanted to be happy.
I'm not sorry
that I left you.

I did this for me
not for you.
I used to be sorry
that I left you,
that I made you sad.
But I'm not sorry anymore.