I took a bath earlier I didn't think about you I read for a while I laughed I hit my head on a space heater And I didn't think about you But now I am And I'm sick with you It took me ten days To figure it out That I can't wait To forget about you
This isn't even a poem. Anyways, I'm still not leaving her behind. I'll support her to the end. I just want her to be able to stand on her own two feet again and move on.