The last thing I  want is to not be near you,
I want to spend the rest of my life in your arms.
The hardest part of this is, that you don't want the same,
and it is because of me.
The last thing I want you to be is unhappy,
or lost in a cold and lonely world.
With anxiety, and animosity all because of myself.

I want a happy life,
remember the one with Sunday mornings in the winter,
snuggled up in bed,
holding on to each other.
But that is so far away,
and you can't see how badly I just need you to hold me.

You don't see my pain, or loneliness.
You tell me, oh it is just a month,
stop with the dramatics.
Do you forget the six months prior to that?
Where I waited for your freedom?
Alone, holding onto nothing but my pillow?

See you think he was more than he was to me,
I was lonely, and I was scared and tired.
I tried to make it into something more inside of my head.
Just in case, with your freedom, you chose to not choose me.
It wasn't right, and I have never said I was.

I am broken, I am lost and I am saving you from me.
Every piece of my body, my heart and my soul hurts.
Every little dream I had dreamt for us been replaced with a lonely nightmare.
Every time I think about a life without you loving me,
tears stream down my face.

I wanted you to make the effort, to show me where my importance in your life was


and you ignored me, and you left me.
You showed me exactly how unimportant I am
and how much damage I had caused.


My apologies,  my love.  But this is where I get off now,
Before I destroy anymore of you.