I thought I was the only one hurting.
I thought my heartbreak was the center of it all.
I told myself you didn’t care,
that you left because it was easy for you.

I didn’t stop to wonder what it cost you,
to say goodbye, to hold back,
to see me break while you stayed silent.

I painted you as cold.
I made myself the victim.
But maybe you were hurting too,
just in ways I never understood.

I regret that now.
Not just losing you,
but being too selfish to see
that it wasn’t only my heart that broke.