We got close.
I liked you.
I told you my story.
I liked you more.
You told me your story.
I loved you.
You got a girlfriend.
You loved her.
I became more depressed.
I smiled for you.
You made me promise.
I promised.
You're just another person I will promise to get better for.
But that really just means that I'll hide it better next time.
I think you know it, you just don't want to say it.