And sometimes you learn to understand that some things are never meant
to happen, for no matter how hard you try it doesn't work. Hence
compelling you to quit trying and start walking away.
And as I was
walking away I left my footprints behind hoping you'd follow and pull me
back, but instead you just let it all get washed away. So here I am
leaving, not because I'm tired of trying, but because you've pushed me
away.
(Because, maybe, I have to.)
