I needed you to fight for me,
to look me in the eyes and say you needed me.
demand I stay,
pull me back,
force me to look into your eyes as you apologised.
But you just let me leave,
without saying a word.
I stuffed up, but so did you.
And I find it hard to look at you now,
because when I do,
I miss the light,
that used to sparkle when you looked at me,
and I see her in your eyes instead.