Everyone says the if a girl runs away that it's because she wants to be followed. She wants to see what a person will go through to be with her.
Well that isn't always true. I tried following the girl that ran away. She just ran even farther. Sometimes, when a girl runs away, it's into another man's arms, and she doesn't want followed.

Do you remember how you could never look into my eyes?
You always told me that it was because you were afraid of losing me.
But I think I figured out the real reason.

When you looked into my eyes, you saw how much I loved you.
You saw how much that you meant to me,
And you knew that you could never love me the same way.

You never looked back into my eyes because you knew I would see.
You knew I would see that you didn't love me forever.
You knew I would figure out your secret.

You knew I would have to find out eventually,
So why did you hide it from me for so long?
You knew that the longer you waited, the harder it would be on me.
Why didn't you care?

I tried reaching out to you.
Don't you remember when you said you still wanted to "be friends"?
I was trying to put aside our differences, forget what you did to me.
I tried being your friend again,
But you rejected me.

It was your idea, don't you know.
I still wish I never met you.
But now that I have,
I can't live without you.

I tried to be "just friends",
But you no longer even want that...

I wish I could walk away.
But I can't, because I still love you.

I wish I could say that I'm ok ...
And actually mean it.

I wish I could hate you for what you did to me.
Because I feel like it would make things easier.

I wish I would have stayed in my bubble, not letting you pry me out.
Then my shell would have protected my fragile heart.

I wish I cold have all of those days back.
All that wasted time, just for a shattered heart.

I wish I would have never learned what love is.
Because then I wouldn't have to live knowing what I'm missing out on.

I wrote you a letter today,
But I write to you all the time,
Through poetry, journals, and many others.
But this time was different.

I wrote you a letter today,
And unlike all of those other things I write for you,
I think I may give this one to you,
Let you actually read it.

I wrote you a letter today.
It's not hate mail.
I actually was able to talk like a normal person,
Without snapping and ranting about how you shouldn't have left.

I wrote you a letter today,
And I felt a bit better.