I look ahead, emptiness
I look behind, blackness
If I stay it wouldn’t be right
But if I go you’d be left behind
What to do, what to say...
I’ve made up my mind
And there’s no turning back
Maybe someday you’ll understand,
Maybe someday I can return.
I wish I could tell you,
I wish you could know,
I didn’t mean to leave you,
I didn’t mean to hurt you,
I didn’t mean to love you.

--Sometime 1998/1999--