MAYBE

I actually don't know what to write.
I feel sad, hurt, disappointed, but happy at the same time.
You said you didn't want to disappoint me. Or anyone.
But you can't help it.
Maybe for you, it was just another hello, then another goodbye.
Maybe for you, it was easy to let me go.
Or to get me back.
Maybe it was me and my stupid thought telling me that everything is gonna be alright.
While actually, most of things are falling apart.