Illusion of Promises

If you loved me, why wasn't I worth fighting for?
You never said what needed to be said.
You never pushed when I needed to be pushed.
You never asked where we were going.
You never asked what we would become.

Was I just sex?

If I was just sex, why didn’t you say so?
Did you ever imagine spending your life with me?
Was I ever that important? Was I ever that special?

You've pulled away more and more.
You've moved on, as have I.
I see you now and catch a glimpse of the anger you never expressed.

Don't like me as much as when we were fucking, do you?
You find less that you like every time we meet.
You always deserved better than me.
You're just finally figuring that out.
But you always knew that really, didn’t you?

That's why you didn't fight.
That's why you didn't push.
That's why you didn't ask where we were going.
That's why you didn't ask what we would become.
That's why I walked away.
I loved you too much to exist like that.

For _._._.

[submitted 10/17/03]