If space is what you ask for, 
With that wish I'll comply, 
Even if being away from you, 
Makes we nearly want to cry, 
Your happiness is important, 
It's all I want for you, 
So you being alone, with no contact from me, 
Is exactly what I'll do, 
I hope you know that what I needed, 
Was never a priority, 
I told you that that fateful friday, 
And I'm still in the minority, 
I should delet your number, 
And clean away my inbox, 
But something stops me doing that, 
I can't explain, I'm foxed, 
I guess I have some trouble, 
Knowing that we're done, 
I don't know what I did wrong, 
Or why you want to run, 
Seeing you, everyday, 
Will be the toughest thing, 
Cos the joy you brought me recently, 
Was such a happy thing,                
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You spoke my heart out