My grades, meager to begin with,

Were slowly

Slipping

Into oblivion

As I spent every moment

Thinking of her

And all the fun

We could have had

If I hadn't screwed everything up,

Made everything worse.

If I hadn't made her lose

Every amount

Of trust in me

She ever had.

Why did I think

I could protect her?

Why did I think

It was my job?

Or that without her

My life was over?

Well it was.

It had been over from the moment

I blamed her.

From the moment

She gave him

And not me

That cute little blush.

I was beginning

To hate her.

No, I was beginning

To hate me.

I was nothing.

No one.

I wasn't even worth the tear.

I wasn't worth the time.

She was worth it.

She was worth it all.

I had to tell her,

I had to let her let me go,

Had to face her with this new conviction,

Had to free her from me,

Who wasn't worth

anything.

Maybe she'd forgive me,

But I sighed and told myself,

"I sincerely doubt it."