It is horrible that I've developed you into 

Some sort of enemy that did me wrong.

It is horrible that I've developed you into 

Some sort of monster that crushed me.

I cannot even see Salinger's name 

Without an internal cringe. 

I cannot be on a social network 

Without seeing your name. 

I can no longer appreciate Fall Out Boy 

Or Led Zeppelin half as much as I did 

When you still talked to me. 

I do not think I will ever find someone as 

Brilliant, yet spastic as you. 

You helped me open my eyes to see 

The wonders of life that were right in Front of me.

How am I supposed to learn to 

Appreciate life, when you are the one 

That walked away, after you said you 

Wouldn't?