I am laying down my sword
Letting it rest amongst your side
I know it’s not what you want
But I know one of us would have died
I won’t lie I hold a sadness
That it had to be this way,
To grieve someone I loved
Alive but not a call away
I think eventually you’ll realise
How you hurt the people you’re missing
I wished for you to be different
And you wished I was more forgiving
Jan 25
Jan 25, 2026 at 6:04 PM UTC
I am laying down my sword
Letting it rest amongst your side
I know it’s not what you want
But I know one of us would have died
I won’t lie I hold a sadness
That it had to be this way,
To grieve someone I loved
Alive but not a call away
I think eventually you’ll realise
How you hurt the people you’re missing
I wished for you to be different
And you wished I was more forgiving
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