hrhm.
i might not be crying on the outside,
i can pretend not to care,
you probably aren't even aware,
that all i had i shared with you.
i really did love you and i still do,
being your pooters was too much for you.
i won't break down,
i won't give in.
i might miss you,
but i don't want to get hurt again.
as much as i want to be your one and only girl,
i keep wondering, "why?"
why put myself through the hurt and pain,
why do it to myself again?
and then i remember how you treated me through it all,
with no respect, you just let me fall.
you lied about why and you pushed me aside,
but i refuse to run and hide.
so why should i care about what you do.
if you don't want to be with me,
then i surely don't want to be with you.
i wish you the best in all that you do,
and even though i might not be happy with you,
i will always be here if things fall through.
a shoulder to cry on, an ear to listen,
no matter what, i will always be in.
if you called me tomorrow,
and told me your sorrows,
i would listen to each and every word.
if you wanted to talk about your hunk of metal,
that you love so much,
blinded by its shining metal,
soothed by its engine,
i would stand right by and support your mission.
when you grow up and see what you have lost,
i hope you apologize,
at any cost.
when anyone cares about you,
you push them away with thinking twice,
and to be honest, that's just not nice.
i did too much for you,
i'm aware of that now,
you lost your independence,
and couldn't figure out how.
i apologize to you,
if i made you do things you really didn't want to do.
but think back to all that has happened,
and you tell me whenever you had the bad end of the deal.
think of when the tears were streaming out your eyes,
and you didn't know what to do.
hardly ever, because to simply put it,
i couldn't hurt you because i love you.