The day you took the good away is one I will never forget.
December 28th, 2014 is a day full of regret.
All your private fears were let out in a public place.
The place where my heart should be is now an empty space.

Broken, torn, and confused is how I feel without you.
Was everything you said a lie?
Did you even care that I wanted to die?

I wanted to die but then you saved me.
You made each breath worth taking.
The moment you saw me standing on that bridge,
I knew right then the kind of life that I would miss.
You went and rescued me from the cold.
But now, none of that matters because you were bold.

Bold enough to think you wouldn't get caught. 
Now I'm left to decipher the thought
that you felt like it was okay to damage the ones you saved. 
The ones like me, who stopped wanting to see the light of day.

You didn't deserve to know those angels up above.
Because you mistreated their admiration and love.
We treated you better than the rest
only to find out you were worth much less.

Why you did what you did, I'd like to know.
The answer lurks, haunting like a shadow.

I write this to you because I'm done crying.
I'm over the sinking feeling that made me feel like dying.

And I'm so tired of the rain falling harshly on the ground.
I thought that for once, just once that someone wouldn't let me down.

But life never turns out how we want; it always has its own plan.
Studying all the ways to screw us over before we were even given a semblance of a chance.

Go back to your island, you misfit boy.
I'm not going to be another of your manipulated toys.
I can't think of how I could possibly need you here.
Your tales of broken memories no longer sound severe.
What you did to me was far worse.
You disrupted my universe
and everything between.

I know this comes off rude and hateful.
I don't mean to sound so ungrateful.
I'm not trying to spit your words back at you.
I know this hurt you too.

They say if you love someone let them go.
So I just want you to know,
you were the best thing that happened to me.
Without you, I wouldn't know what it means to be free.

I won't say that I'm okay because I'm not.
You abandoned me.
You left me here to rot.