Hate to say I told you so

I wanted to bail. I warned you but you wouldn't listen. Nonsense, you said. And now here we are - you the center of my universe, me aching for the time we're apart. Hate to say I told you so. But I did! This is a burden you didn't have to carry. I shouldn't ask so much of you - I know it and therefore don't say a word about it. Though you were warned it's still my fault to feel it, even because I knew what was coming. But you wanted me to stay, said you could take it. Guess what - you probably won't. And that's alright! I understand you can't always be here. But even so... I miss you...