i can’t remember what they said.
death songs too soft to be felt;
so i start to wonder, “would it ever be better to be dead?”
“someone who loves you wouldn’t do that,” they say;
but all i can do is hold it in my head.
how my lover often forgot my name,
but now that i’m gone seems to be missing me forever.
he pleases me to come back, he did it again; and he knows it, he says.
however i know once he gains me back, it will be forever the same.
Mar 24
Mar 24, 2026 at 7:45 AM UTC
i can’t remember what they said.
death songs too soft to be felt;
so i start to wonder, “would it ever be better to be dead?”
“someone who loves you wouldn’t do that,” they say;
but all i can do is hold it in my head.
how my lover often forgot my name,
but now that i’m gone seems to be missing me forever.
he pleases me to come back, he did it again; and he knows it, he says.
however i know once he gains me back, it will be forever the same.