I couldn't give you a staring role in my life, you shouldn't even be an extra. I had to run away, maybe it wasn't even cowardly, maybe.. just maybe it was me protecting myself for once. I don't know, I know I'm more stressed about it than you are. I had to leave though, I just knew I had to. So I did. Slowly, I let every minute, hour, and days pass by with no message back. I knew you were too invested and focused on your new life anyway to even notice, of course you wouldn't even notice.
And that's okay, I'd rather break my heart this way then go through hell again with you. Even if you never intended to hurt me, I knew you would. I knew I'd fall for you all over again, and I knew you'd stay back, watch me fall, and say you don't feel the same way. And that's okay, that's why I had to leave, I loved you too much.