I loved you like a sister and hate you like a sadness stuck inside of me

Meet me in the middle please
I’ll write you if it means you’ll forgive me  
Busy weeks and empty excuses
Haunting me as if I was the illness
Sad doesn’t make me feel as bad
Greed is the only way I’ll get through this

I still feel small when I see you in public
I try to ignore it,
Im guilty of knowing, you want me dead
Killing me makes me your relic

You’ll always be my favorite, couldn’t forget this.
We’re still innocents, not even you should forgive this.
I met fate, he said he knows you, from back when you used to balance the two,
It’s hard to feel as if I deserve this.
The lies don’t taste the same as they did, when a stranger I once knew, wanted to be you
Maybe we all changed for this reason