i miss you already.

i think i know why this hurts so much; because you saw me, the real me. you looked deep inside of me, and you saw me. you saw the person i keep locked away, behind concrete walls, and under a million different masks. you saw me for who i truly am, and i trusted you with myself. i let you in, i let you break down those walls, take off the masks and see me. i was honest with you, about my pain, my worries, and my problems. although sometimes i would try and hide the intensity of my pain from you; but you saw straight through my fake smiles, and you knew i was in pain. i believed that i was safe with you, i believed that you were a good guy; who wouldn't fuck me over. i believed you when you said you would always be there for me, you would. i believed that you cared about me, and how i feel. i believed you when you said you loved me, and wanted to be with me. but tonight as we stood on the top of my drive way with rain drops falling on us, when you told me i haven't changed enough for you and you couldn't answer me when i asked you if you wanted to be with me or not; that was it for me. if you can't answer, after this long; obviously you don't want me anymore.