You

You like running away, don't you?
When things don't go your way,
you disappear without a trace
and leave me to worry to death.

You don't tell me where you go
I have to look for you on my own
I know you don't want me to,
but I do and I don't know why

It's all my fault, isn't it?
This goodbye...
If only I could turn back time,
we never would have met.

There's nothing to discuss
I had to learn it the hard way
You and I will never understand
each other's pain and strife