Truth is... I thought I loved you,
but how can someone love another
who doesn't return it equally?
Truth is... I took a chance with you,
but you showed me that even chances
can go from up to down miserably.
Truth is... I hated you
time and time again, but
I kept clinging onto you childlishly.
Truth is... I saw right through you-
Your confidence was merely
covering up for your insecurities.
Truth is... fear took a hold of you,
just like me, but the difference was
you couldn't find a way to express it clearly.
Truth is... I'm angry at myself
for thinking that by staying with you,
you'd mature eventually.
Truth is... I never realized the truth
until I finally opened my eyes
and gave into what I've been blind to all this time, finally...