Falling Apart

I've never thought it would be so hard to do what I thought that was right. I've never thought that leaving you would take my peace away. I've never thought that telling you would make me feel worse. I've never thought that it would take me of the ground. Now, everything is falling apart, the world seems to be crashing at my feet. I'm falling into pieces. Pieces that I've been trying to put back together. All the songs I listen now make me think of you. Of how wrong I was. But I had no choice! I mean, you were pushing too hard. You were trying too much to make me feel the way you feel that I just couldn't feel that at all. And you never understood why, and probably still don't understand why I ran away. I ran away to not hurt you more, to not make you feel even more what you were already feeling. But I was wrong. Pushing you away, running away, just made you feel that even more because you started missing me. And I started missing you. But I don't want it. I don't want to be with you because I'm sure that at some point I will have to let you go. And that's my biggest fear. So I stopped it before it went too far. But now here I am, falling apart, falling into pieces, wondering "Did it Worth all the pain?"