Hate me.

I know this might sound strange,
but i’m trying to let you down.
Trying yo make you hate me,
so you’re okay when i’m not around.

You have to let go, ‘cause i’m leaving.
And I don’t want to be the one
that left you broken hearted.
I want to be the one
that never gave you heartache.

I’m telling you this now, so that when I’m not around,
You’ll be able to go on.
Able to face the day.
Not wondering why I broke you,
or asking why I went away.