I think of you and me and how we died standing still.
I was alone,
How could you not feel?
There were moments you would just stare,
As I stood in the pouring rain,
I never before felt such lack of care.
When I was sinking,
Down into the depths.
What could you have possibly been thinking?
You wore a path so sore,
You ripped and you tore,
Hid from me.
Smoking your cigarettes.
I thought I held your love yet it was only jealous respect.
My heart bled.
Now in retrospect,
Love I reject.