We didn't work out
To you love was money and material
But to me it was affection and actions
Neither of us could provide for the other

Will you love me
In a few years?

Will you keep loving me
A year from now?

Will you continue loving me
In a month?

Will you love me
A day from now?

Will you still love me
In the morning?

Won't you whisper
Your secrets in my ear?
Let me know all of you
I promise I'll hold them dear

Won't you spill
Your soul to me?
Let me know your dark mind
Shed your mask and be set free

Won't you allow me
To hold you tight?
Let me comfort you
During the darkest of nights

Why won't you?

By the time you find this.
I will be floating in.
A river stained red.

Do not blame yourself.
For by the time we met.
It was already.

Much.
Too.
Late.

Yours No More,

                        Atlas