I have no intentions of seeing you fall down.
Nor be happy while everything crumbles in front of you.
I've been there, where you are right now.
The reality you wanted to see,
seems like an impossible dream.

You've turned your back to me when I offered my hands.
You've pushed me away when I'm willing to hug all your
broken shards.
Your broken pieces cut through my heart.
I was wounded by my own love to you.

Dear, I'd still wanted to hold you close to mine.
Until all your pieces are fixed together.
While mine are being cut apart.

But seems like this is not what  you want.
If seeing you fall down is what you wanted me to look,
I won't see it.
If cutting all of ties will bring you peace,
I'll grant it to you.
If me being out of sight would relieve you,
I'll gladly walk away.

I covered up all my love for you with words of hate.
If that would help you feel a less guilty.,
I'll live under that covers.

I don't mind being branded as the bad person in your story.
But if blocking me away will help you,
Then I'll be the first to leave.

Finding happiness is what I wanted to see from you.
No tears, just smile.
But I know that happiness is not with me.