Goodbye My Dear. Poem by Am I drunk or a Poet ?

I can hear the beating of your aching heart,
Believe me my dear, it hurts me to.
I want to run back and help you heal,
But believe me my dear, I wouldn't fix you.

I'm sorry I left, but it was for the best,
Though it never really felt right.
I'm sorry I couldn't stick around,
And hold you in my arms so tight.

Just remember my dear,
before I go,
Sunset was so beautiful with you,
And I wanted you to know.