I almost killed you once,
When I let go.
You said it was too much,
The pain, the hurt, the sorrow.
You said you had no reason to go on,
No reason left to keep trying
I know you meant every word you said,
Because I could see you dying.
I broke your heart into a million pieces
I walked away, left you with nothing
No close friends to talk to
Indeed, I had been your everything.
At the age of 14,
I almost became a murderer
You were an inch away from death
And I would have been the killer.
So why didn't you do it?
In the end, what made you stop?
After I broke your heart,
I sat there with you,
Picking up all the little pieces,
Gluing them back together,
Trying to make it whole again
When you needed a friend,
Someone to talk to,
I was there
Ready to do anything for you
I'm sorry you had to hurt
It's something I never wished to see
Sorry you had to feel such immense pain
Sorrier still, that it was all caused by me
