I could've loved you.

I could've loved you. But you didn't let me.
You let me believe that I could, never letting on that those weren't your intentions.
Those conversations, those little actions, those little advice... you made me believe there was a chance.
I don't know what went wrong. You were there one day... and then you weren't.
I don't know if I was unlovable or if you made yourself to be unlovable, never anyone in.
I could've been there for the big moments.
I could've helped you love yourself when the task seemed too big to take on alone.
I could've had your back when no one else would.
I could've held your hand and walked in silence because sometimes it's just better to enjoy each others company that way.
I could've been the one to turn to whenever life had you asking too many questions that you couldn't answer for yourself.
I could've seen the world with you.
I could've done everything with you.

I could've loved you. But you didn't let me.