Using the head, following the heart.

Using the head, following the heart.
I'd give it all just to start over. These thoughts are running over and over around my head all day long. I try to blow them away.. And in my mind, my conscience won't stay safe knowing what I could have said, what I can say.
I like changes. I like changing. But it brings me down to know you did not changed in a honest way. It consumes me knowing you were searching for someone, wanting and persuing to be someone you are not. I can't look at you, most times. It hurts too much.
You were so amazing, and graceful and authentic. And I fell for you in a way I had never done before.. A little  bit like magic, I say.
What I want to do is look into your deep green eyes and fall..  Looking into your eyes, I'd say it all to you if I knew that you'd listen. Now, I know you don't care, and you don't have to. Just don't be unfaithul to you beliefs, and your own truth, because those were the very first things that mattered the most. Nobody who knew you well would want you to change the way you did. I don't.
Considering it all, I rather stay away from you, even though it will hurt deep inside. It hurts, you know? Like looking to an old photograph, a nostalgic statement of what has passed; what stays in the past. You had the very same essence of the grace of a book ending and I need to hold on to the memory of you that is still alive inside of me. I'm using my head, and you should give yours permission to follow your heart.