you left me here.
sometimes I wonder,
wonder if you still care.

when its two in the morning,
do you ever think of me?
or maybe just how wasted
your friends are.

so many words late at night,
you were there for me.
i don't understand,

you became a friend.
if
i didn’t scare you,
and neither did my embarrassed affection,
what did?
what made you go?

i understand you couldn’t stay,
but you’re not just far away,
you cut me off your map.

wasn’t a huge part of that
to make you
a better person?

so why now,
are you being
the *******
they warned me
you were,
but i never knew you to be.