First to let go

When you said I love you,
did you understand the depth of the words you were saying?
Obviously not.
You left without a trace.
Without a word.
Without comprehension, of the depth of my feelings for you.

When you whispered forever,
did you know you got my hopes up?
My barrier of trust,
was lifted. I let you in,
you let me down.
I should've known
there's no such thing as different,
no such thing as always,
no such thing as me and you.

When you made your promises,
did you see the hope in my eyes?
Did you feel the love in every touch
I guess not.
And i hate you for it.

I hate the way you can't understand this,
and that you'll never know.
I hate it that you were the one to leave,
to be the first out of both of us,
to be able to let go.

[submitted 05/20/03]