if you showed anyone every word i ever wrote to you, i think they would assume that i was lying

but if they looked at it my way they'd know it would be a shame that a "friendship" can be so blinding

and we both know each try at space is always met with such disdain, but even so, can you really blame me

for trying anyway, eternal nights and pointless days, to lighten up the load i am fated to carry

and ever since we first met i've been fixated upon my regrets while you carelessly toss yours behind your shoulder

your lack of love for me is like a monster from which i flee, for if i'm caught, i know that it will destroy me