You'll never know and I can't tell you but I realized today that it's okay. It's okay to still love you and maybe it's even okay that I always will. I was a tornado and I destroyed what I loved as I tend to but that doesn't mean it wasn't worth loving. You were a volcano that I should've known was unpredictable and I pushed too far. If only you were as foolish in love as me. Goodbye was said but I'm left here typing