As you walked away that final time a tear dropped from my eye.

Not due to sadness but due to the happiness that bubble within and I couldn’t contain any longer.

From the time I first met you all my friends said stay wary.

I tossed of their blantive objections for the excitement that you brought.

I left them for they weren’t you. They didn’t fill me with the emotions that you you did.

It was only tell it was to late that I found out those weren’t good feelings to have.

The fear for the next mistake you would find on me.

Frustration for you never listening to me.

Guilt for not being good enough for you.

Anguish for if you were to leave me.

I had left activities that I loved to try out yours.

Even when I said I didn’t like them you would force me.

I had ignore some people that spoke against you for you were always in the right.

I had change myself to better fit you.

Like a puzzle but my piece didn’t match yours.

No one’s matched yours. For you were the one putting the puzzle together.

Only an outsider could see the game you were playing.

The unfair rules you had set to keep the game going how you wanted.

When you walked away that day I did not feel lonely, I felt alive.

It was almost like I was free.

I still had to find myself, fix some broken parts, replace others.

But it was a start.

A fresh, new start.

And the one thing that’s different is that I wouldn’t have your presence dragging me down.