passed. but never gone.

I never had the opportunity to show you anything. You barely even knew me, but all of the empty words you claimed made it seem like you wanted to... and I wanted to, too. I wanted a lot of things, a lot more than I let on. I had a desire to explore what could have been, but what could have been never was. I was never as important to you as you said. And you were nothing that you claimed to be. I never had to opportunity to show you anything... You never took the opportunity to let me in.