Dying for me was the most selfish Thing you could have done. It's hellish Living with the pain of knowing You’re gone to stop my heart from slowing. Your friends and family know it too, Their pain is all my fault, I rue. Simply because you couldn't bear The thought of living without my flare.
This sprouted from my late night philosophical musings about how dying for someone is very selfish despite it being regarded as the most selfless thing a person can do.