Feelings change. People change. No matter how much I wish things between us could have stayed the same. I slowly watched you fall out of love with me. And you told me that it was because of me. I blamed myself before you mentioned that because I never had any trust in me. I always told myself I'd lose you because of something I did and that's my explanation for why everybody leaves. You say you love me but I don't want a single piece. Your love is nothing without the passion. Nothing without the highest level of a connection. When you look at me I bet all you see is the cause of most of your depression. I bet you'd still feel the same way about me if I knew how to speak with discretion. But I'm not good for you. I told you that before. Now the evidence is through how I lost you due to negligence. I kept my closet locked for awhile, you found the key, and exposed all of my skeletons. And when you saw all of them you backed away and didn't want to touch me anymore. It was hard for you to be yourself around me and trust me anymore. I wish I could still be that girl you adored. The same girl you would have given the world. The same girl you wrote poetry and did other romantic things for. I doubt you'll ever be that way again. The good times are long gone. We're just two distant strangers due to the feelings we've outgrown. I think about the times I showed you rage and disrespect when only love and care should have been shown. But you didn't always do me right either, sometimes you did me wrong. I still have passion for you, but there's no point since it isn't mutual. You only write me poetry when you think I'm leaving, it's always the usual. But when you're with me you do nothing to make me smile. Most guys stop doing the things they did to get you after awhile. Those smiles they used to give you turn into frowns. Then those frowns turn into tears that keep falling down. But since you're not in love with me there's no reason to cry. I don't feel the will to try. I just feel alone. I feel like everything was a lie. I used to think you were the only one I needed and I'd never have to say goodbye. But I actually had you temporarily. So I guess it wasn't meant to be. The relationship died along with your intensity.
