Passer-by

Quite a journey we set ourselves on
didn't know if we'd get any far;

Pulling me up
you showed me how to stand tall;
made me imagine a new life
then left me to fall;

It was rude of you
I didn't expect that from you
but I hold nothing against
or try to, anyways

"Experience comes from pain"-
I said that one too many times
to keep sane

Now my path lays clear;
Ahead I drift 
without a glance back
without any gift..

I shall no longer
walk with you,
even if you'd want me to

I end this journey now
wishing I could say goodbye;
But the ache in my heart reminds me
You're just a passer-by.