you're quite alive and still breathing,
now i know i never broke your heart.
i see your chest rising,
we don't need to give the defibrillator a start.
please don't please don't,
even though i know you will.
or maybe you won't,
need something? here's a pill.
you're so filled with grief,
and part of me wants what you want.
but i can't be your relief,
i can't be what you need.
your vengeance is clear,
"cruel-hearted!" you bitterly say.
and now i'm the one dark-eyed
i never wanted it to be this way.
self explanatory
this sucks
i wish so many things.......
it was an honest mistake
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