What was right.

What made me happy,
was you telling me that you loved me.
What made me smile,
was you acually being with me for a while.
What made me feel good,
was you holding me like no one ever could.
What made me scared,
was having to admit that i cared.
What made me run,
was the fact that you mightve been the one.
What hurted the most,
was that we were so damn close.
What made me cry,
was having to say goodbye.
What ever i felt was right,
ended up taking away the light of my life and left you no where in sight.