Id prefer you stay lonely.
After I leave, don't have company.
Sit as one in regret, rueing my existence.
I'll never come back; you have my word.
And yet your love persists.
Always wondering what could've been.
But ignoring what was there
It was malignant.
I never felt less happy but I could never tell you
Because we're still alike, I feel you.
May 15, 2017
May 15, 2017 at 1:07 PM UTC
Id prefer you stay lonely.
After I leave, don't have company.
Sit as one in regret, rueing my existence.
I'll never come back; you have my word.
And yet your love persists.
Always wondering what could've been.
But ignoring what was there
It was malignant.
I never felt less happy but I could never tell you
Because we're still alike, I feel you.
