Dropping From The Stairs

I never knew you,
but I jumped right in.
I called you mine,
for a very short time.
But a time that it was,
such a bright segment of my life.

With you,
I did things I would never of done otherwise.
Because of you,
I experienced things that I will always cherish.
But that doesn't mean anything to you.

I had a hidden warning,
that our ending was coming.
My friend told me that,
you weren't that great anyways.

So you ended it with a simple action.
Literally saying to me,
"It's not me,
it's you."

Did you ever try to see behind my mask,
and take a look at the real me?
Because I got a glimpse of the real you,
and I'm sure never to forget it.

After I came home that night,
I cried a little bit and threw a fit.
How could you not want to work with me,
to fix our stale relationship?
Am I not as interesting and pretty as they told me?

So now it hurts to see you.
I want to cry when you're near me,
even though you promised we could try again,
and we're still friends.

But I lost a part of my heart to you.
I fell in love with you,
just a tiny fall,
with out realizing it had every happened,
until we came to the dead end.

I fell in love with a stranger,
someone I shall never know.
They were my everything,
if only for that short span of time.
So now in the end,
I've taken the drop,
when I only thought it was a step down