I'm in my deepest remorse Who would have thought That it would get this worse. Begging and pleading didn't work. This isn't my first option at all. I wanted to stay. I wanted to witness with you. I wanted to feel the flame. Maybe I was expecting too much. Maybe I thought you cared. You wanted me to stop. You wanted me to end. I took it the wrong way. Now I am here. LOST. Wandering and wondering If this dead body will even matter.