It's not their fault

Truth is, no one will ever be like you. Because not even you are like yourself anymore. Time has passed and everything but my memories of you has changed. I still long for another of our most delightful conversations, or our exchanges of glances that needed no words. I still try to find your eyes in so many eyes that get so confused because they could never understand what I am looking for. Then I'm obliged to say I am sorry for messing with their heads. It's not their fault they can't be you. It's not their fault their conversations will never engage me as ours did. It's not their fault I have no heart beating because inside of me was left nothing but emptiness. For what I learned to be reality never let me believe that I should take the risk again. For I didn't want to keep a broken heart, so I threw away every piece that was left. It's not their fault, but neither it's mine, is it?