Thinking

I know it's really me who up and left
but it feels better to say it was you.

Call it running away,
complete with the sky falling down,
but after retreating,
I can't help but see
the truth of what you really mean.

If there was no you, life would be different
and all the cliche statements apply-
if there was no you
I don't think I'd ever get this way on the inside.

And I have this stupid weak spot
for what I don't have
and what I don't want
23.75 hours of the day.

And I know it's over
and I don't know why this hurts.