You left me
on a September night
right where we had
our first drink
I already saw it coming
You were cold
You always wanted to have
the talk
whenever I said
I love you
As if those words
didn't matter anymore
I wanted to believe
that the reason
you left
is for our own good
but I honestly don't know
if that's true
because it hurt so much
It hurts
that for a rare time
I chose
to be vulnerable,
it was for someone
like you
who chose a different path
You chose the path
of success
and obviously,
I wasn't gonna be
a part of it