When I left, I didn't give you a reason why,
no explanation, no words, no goodbye
I just packed up my things and left
Two years after not knowing how I was
and where I lived,
you stumbled upon me at the market
''James?'' you asked with a trembling voice
which cracked up, predisposing me
for the tears that would follow
''Where were you all this time?''
you lowered your head
now looking at the ground
''I have a girlfriend''
that's not what I wanted to say, really,
but that was just what came out of my mouth
at that exact moment you froze
while looking at me as if I had killed someone
and maybe I did because I felt
your little heart breaking into
a million pieces
''That's, that's great..I mean, good for you,
I'm glad you moved on with your life..
I just..well, forget it.''
hearing those words,
I felt terrible, I felt guilty
I felt like I didn't deserve to be called a human
but the next thing I said was not better,
no, it was even worse:
''You know, when I first met her
I thought that she looked just like you
that's why I didn't hesitate
to ask her out and she immediately accepted
and since then I've been the happiest
man alive.
I mean, she's so pretty,
she's breathtakingly beautiful
and she has those baby blue eyes
that remind me of you
but you know what?
She's so very different from you:
She doesn't shout, she doesn't complain,
She never pisses me off,
she's never mad about anything,
she seldom cries but always smiles,
she's not jealous of me
and on top of it all she never demands me
to do what she wants when she wants it,
she doesn't need to hear how much
I love her every day
because she doesn't depend on me
to make her happy-
something you always did.
So maybe, leaving you without a word
was a horrible thing to do
but I found out
that my world doesn't move around you.''
You didn't say a word
but I noticed that your blue eyes
were now filled with tears
which had started to stream down
your beautifully shaped face
and ended on your favorite t-shirt
You made out for the door
as I walked behind you
wishing that you would turn around
and slap me or at least ask me why
I had been so cruel with you
why I did all this
why I told you about her
why I didn't love you
as much as you loved me
but instead, you walked out of the market
fell on your knees
covered your face with your bruised hands
and cried your heart out
as I stood behind the transparent door
and watched you grieve for the love
I had so relentlessly walked out of.
