The problem isn't the fact that you left
Or the fact that you stopped loving me
The problem was that you led me on
And when i tried to talk to you, to work out
whatever issues you were having with me
you pushed me aside, ignored and said nothing
I fought for you, with all my might
I pushed myself beyond my limits
The rope i was holding soon became
a thin string
My hands blistered and calloused.
The problem is all those promises you made me,
They haunt me until this day
You said you would never walk away
and that your love for me was forever to stay
you told me i was your soul-mate
and assured me, in your arms i would be safe.
The problem wasn't that fact that you left.
The problem was that you never even bothered
to say goodbye or give a reason why...