If you hate me maybe
I'll stop wishing the stars
will guide us together again
So maybe I should just let you
think what you need to,
even if it means
killing us in
the end

I selfishly don't want you
to hate me, not even a little
bit, I can't expect you to wait it
out while I figure out my ****.
Why couldn't you have
just been meaner?
Why did I give
in to my
head?