He's leaving,
I know because I made him,
He touched places I don't go,
Now he's gotta go,
This time round,
I don't cry,
Is it a shell around my wounds?
Is it peace I'd never known?
I didn't cry,
Why?
Ah! He's leaving me,
Not the tiny little child.
Feb 7
Feb 7, 2026 at 10:18 AM UTC
He's leaving,
I know because I made him,
He touched places I don't go,
Now he's gotta go,
This time round,
I don't cry,
Is it a shell around my wounds?
Is it peace I'd never known?
I didn't cry,
Why?
Ah! He's leaving me,
Not the tiny little child.