I'm going to start to push you away.
Not because I want to.
But because I need to.
This is for someone. Who'd rather hurt themself then risk hurting me. Who'd know how to make me smile when I just can't no more. Who'd never be able to look into my eyes and tell me a lie. Who'd be content to see me happy from afar. This is for somebody too afraid to speak their heart.
Sometimes, I find myself making up excuses for you. Just to explain to that doubting part of me, why you aren't here.