I Never Told You- Colbie Caillat

You make it hard to see
Where I belong to when I'm not
Around you
It's like I'm not with me


I will never forget that face. Pain, confusion, and frustration were splashed over him. It wasn't right. Who knew a fight so pointless would hurt so badly?

I stormed out of the apartment, slamming the door and leaving ripples of anger behind me. After a few minutes in the hall, I came back; more furious than when I had left. Things were said that neither of us meant. Especially by me.

"You're going no where, Blaine! I need someone who can support a family, not someone who's going to be sitting by the phone waiting for a callback or a chance to play his stupid guitar!" I didn't mean one word I said. His music is everything to him. It is his thing, and I know he will go far, regardless of what I said.

We yelled. Shot hurtful criticism back and forth until there were tears. He slid down the wall, head in his hands, and cried. If I hadn't been so angry, I would have been astounded he was sobbing. Tears ran down his face leaving bright red tracks. He mumbled nonsense through each sob. He was truly a mess, and all because of me. But I left anyway. I didn't care about how he was feeling, only about my pride.

"Call me when you get your shit together." Then it was over. I left him there.

I played through the fight multiple times in my head, thinking of all the ways I didn't handle this. I could have apologized right there. I could have not started it in the first place.