I'm not looking back.

I didn’t ask for you. I was so much stronger without you. I was content. I wasn’t looking for you. And then, you pushed through my walls and you broke them down. You started asking questions. You started caring. You came looking for me. You let me believe in something again. You restored my faith. You took me off guard and my heart ran away with you. And then you left. You stopped caring and now three months later you’re wondering. And it sucks, because I want to let you in again. I want to let you break down those walls. I want you to restore my faith again. But I can’t, and I won’t. It’s not fair. Because I’ll never let you take me off guard again. I’ll never let you have the upper hand. And as much as I want to hear you say you’re sorry, it’s not worth giving you that satisfaction. So keep wondering. Keep asking how why and where. But you’ll never know. Because, when you ran- I did too, and I won’t look back.