You deleted the others, and I deleted you Was that the right thing? Was it justice? Revenge? If it was, then am I as guilty as you? Did I do it to free myself of you, Or to free you of me?
You looked through the hole in your wall and saw me And fell in love with me Because I was a real person? Or because you saw something special in me? How egotistical of me is it to think/believe the later? Or delusional? When you gaze into the hole, does it also gaze into you?
Am I the type of person you could love? Could I be? Or was I nothing more than the only port in the storm? One of many.
I'm digressing. That's not what this should be about. Regardless of what happened, the time we spent together was special. Even if was wasn't really all that long. Still, it will stay with me for a long while. It changed me. I'll cherish it. But I have to say goodbye. I need to say goodbye. And you know it too. I will remember you fondly. And thank you for the gift of your song.
Really great job, especially since you said it's an attempt at poetry. However, I would recommend not to use the "think/believe" in the ninth line, but instead use "think or believe", or simply one of those. It'll make the writing a lot easier to read aloud and seem more professional. Other than that, I really like this!