if you asked the ones I left…
maybe they would blame me….
and maybe they would say I was the one who acted selfishly.
I fight with myself and the guilt too easily.
but if they knew how it hurt me to walk away…
how there are days I still struggle to be okay….
loving someone and knowing if you don’t leave…
you’ll be dragged down into the shadows with them…finding no love and relief.
I held on for as long as I could…
did to myself all the things I knew I never should.
and love can blind us in the most painful ways…
leaving you shattered my heart…
but it was killing me to stay.
