I could say that I am not breaking inside
because you walked out the door,
but that would not be honest.
I could say that I didn't wish
for you to slow down,
to turn around before you left,
but that would not be honest either.
I could say that I never wasted any tears on you
whilst you were out there chasing your dreams,
meanwhile shattering mine,
but there is no truth in that.
And I guess I could say
that I never want you to come back into my life,
