It's not that I don't want to make you happy, it's just that I can't anymore.
I'm not afraid to make mistakes, I'm not afraid to take risks and I'm not afraid to fall. The only thing that keeps me from doing any of these things is my fear that you won't be able to forgive my mistakes, take the risks with me or catch me if I ever I fall.
When someone hurts you bad, it's sometimes so much easier, to forget them as a whole then to forgive them for what they've done.
Her: Why didn't you chase after me? Wasn't I worth the effort no more?