First chance
We learnt each other
and spoke our own love language.
Treaded softly on our tippy toes
only to give each other woes in the end.
You loved me too much to let me go through hell,
and therefore you cut me loose.

I hated you for a while,
couldn't sleep each night,
since you were always on my mind,
the cause of my pain, an enigma.
Days go by and I convince myself,
I've gotten better.
But...