You taught me one thing,
That first impressions dont mean anything.

I asked,
If we were both hanging off a cliff who would you save?
You didn't reply fast enough before I said,
"Dont matter anyways I'd save you from the decision and release my grip instead"

But maybe I would just save myself,
From watching you make the decision,
I know that will be made.

It's better to end on the last day of love,
then in the months of hate.

The fight was not worth the metal of the swords

How many times are you going to leave me alone,
until I can't be left alone