I broke a heart and I don't know how to fix it
I tried to piece it back together but the pieces wouldn't fit
The more I tried to fix it the more the pieces broke.
It seemed like such a joke;
To be sorry and not sorry at the same time.
Because if I had the ability to turn back time
I would still redo my crime.
My choice was the lesser evil
A choice that would lead us to still be civil,
No matter what happened in the future
It might have been cruel, sure
But it would hurt him more if I pretended to love him.
He's a dear friend who deserves a love that is pure.
No matter how many times I said that we weren't a good match
you were still strongly attached
Even at the course of rejection our ideals clashed
And I had hoped that after that
Your feelings would be gone in a flash
We were good friends
And I wanted to keep it that way
But you told me my presence was painful
So I had to go away.