Just Because

Just because you don't want me in the same way I want you doesn't mean there is something fundamentally wrong with me. So why do I feel like there is?

I gave you everything I had, nothing was held back. You knew every corner of my soul, and then you didn't want it. Why?

I know there's nothing wrong with me. Or at least, I think I do. I'm OK with who I am. Why aren't you?

And through all of this, why can't I convince myself that you're not the one for me? That you and me would never work like I once dreamed it would, that we can still be friends despite all the emotions that lie just beneath my surface?

It will be a long, rough path, but you'll see. Soon enough I'll be back on my feet, strong and proud of who I am.

It will just take some time.