I remember when we would be together, and how spending time with you was the the best in the world.
How you would hug me and take away my sadness.
The way you would tell me what felt was real, and how you'd say if you ever stopped caring you would let me know.
How you promised to always be there, and how we cared it was like a fairytale come true, and you were "mi principe azul" the one that I was happy with.
But as time went, I felt different and all the feelings I once had for you ended up changing, and then all I wanted from you was a friendship and my fairytale happiness wasn't there any more.
At first I didn't want to see it I was so used to having you there and really caring, but I couldn't hide it and I didn't want to hurt you.
The person I trusted, the person who cared and was always there.
It felt wrong to not care, but I accepted it and chose too tell you and let you know.
One because I'd rather let you know, then let you think something that wasn't, and second because I respected you and because I knew you would have did the same for me!
And so there went my happy fairytale with a tear and a kiss on my cheek goodbye!
