Unfit for a title

Why is it so scary

The way someone feels 

To release the grip of trust

And for happiness to succeed

It's always a challenge 

However, I didn't realize 

The mistakes I made until 

It was too late 

Though, regret doesn't linger,

Leaving him there 

Begging for me to stay 

Was confusing 

It confused me.

Why would anyone say those things 

Why say, "stay with me" 

But not a moment later, "because we may never meet again" 

Of course I wouldn't stay. 

I don't want to fall after

I don't want to feel anxious 

I don't want to know 

What happens later 

So I run. 

Faster and faster 

Pushing 

Tripping on myself

Escaping 

Feeling anxious 

Realizing

Knowing the result of my actions 

I'm sorry I'm so selfish 

Mistakes aren't always regrets 

But I'd say this one is

It is the last. 

Finished, I think.