Letting Go

You told me you would be leaving in a week or two.
You told me you didn't want it, but you had to do what you had to do.
I didn't want to let you see how I was really feeling inside.
I didn't want you to see me hurt; I didn't want you to see me cry.
So I just shrugged it off, as if it was nothing to me.
But knowing that you would be gone, cut me so deep.
Deep down in my heart, deep down in my soul.
The hardest thing to face, was knowing that I had to let go.
Let go of my friend; let go of my love.
Let go of my heart; the angel sent from above.
Now that you're gone, and I can't see your face,
I feel so alone; I feel so out of place.
I wish I would have told you how I really felt.
I wish that I didn't fake; I wish you wouldn't have left.

*PaSsIoNaTe kIsSeS*