It was you

I remember I told you, I'd pick you over anyone. I remember I told you, even if "he" came back into my life, it'd still be you who I would love and devote my life to. I honestly meant it but things actually spooked me a little, I could feel that uncertainty and an emptiness in my words... So I left. I couldn't, I wouldn't, I never dared to hurt you. Not for the second time. But instead I did. But you never gave me a chance to explain. For this time, I really did what I had to do, for our sake, for us. I DID WHAT I HAD TO DO BECAUSE I LOVED YOU. And until now, I know it's still you. It's still you who I'd pick over anyone. I loved you and I thought you loved me. I thought love actually meant something, I believed in you... With you, love actually had a definition. But now you're gone and the memories, how do I erase them? You clearly did. I've had better days, and those days were the days I spent with you. But alas, it's all now a distanced memory. I wish you the best... but I also wish you were here. What now, oh... Back to life.