You're falling and i'm hurting,
please tell me, is it because i care too much or just simply
act like i do;
because apart from compassionate detachment,
i don't have a clue.
Though, just maybe, perhaps, probably-
deep down i do,
and always will
love you.
(even when you don't)
And you're drowning when you're holding onto my foot
and you're pulling me down
just like before.
I'm suffocating, stuttering, i'm dying,
i'm kicking you off.
And i am so, so sorry
i could not(or would you tell me that i just would not)
keep your lips
from turning blue.