I fainted the first time we kissed

For a long time I had thought this could work out. We tried, but distance and prejudice and expectations and fears and just plain loneliness didn't let us. I couldn't understand why you would drink alone and leave me by myself; I couldn't understand how you could be so impractical; I couldn't understand your interest in hierarchies -political or other-; I couldn't understand you saw the world through a different lens. And we drifted apart and never really got anywhere, and it hurt, it hurt to be wrong again, to fail when everything seemed to give us a green light, it hurt to fall into the void once more. We didn't talk anymore. The years went by. We changed, I changed. And you made choices. And all I did is try and break your heart.