I'm sorry that I couldn't be enough for you to stay.
I wish that I could have been your perfect angel.
Yet I guess you already knew that I would be disappointing.
And that I wasn't enough for you to keep up the fight.
Because you left before even getting to know me.
But sometimes I think, maybe its better this way.
Now you don't have to see what I turned out to be.
You don't have to understand why I cry when I'm alone.
Because I think of you and I don't know where you are.
That all I do know is that I need you and you're never there.
Maybe one day you will answer me back when I call.
And tell me stories, because I can't remember you.
I guess I am just pathetic, for I know you won't.
I understand you can't look to the past and your mistakes.
But still at times I want to reach out my hand and find yours.
I want to be that little girl, the one I imagined I would have been.
But sadly I am holding onto memories that never happened. -
