I crave to be told sweet words,
I crave them to fill the void in my heart you carved into me when you left,
I crave to hear words that carry me on as my heart bleeds out for your love,
I crave you,
But you left me.

It's you I see telling me to let go, that you'll catch me.
I'm dangling off of this cliff with my fingernails slipping looking towards you.
I want to believe you'll catch me, pull me away and care for me like a bird with a broken wing.
Heal me until I'm well again,
---But how am I supposed to believe that when you're the one who pushed me off this cliff in the first place?---