Because I love you, I am letting you know
That I'm letting you go,
Because you don't want my love anymore.
You don't need it the way I've so badly needed yours.
I've resigned myself to the fact
That I'll never get it back.
You don't love me back.
I must leave you, as you left me.
You've asked me yourself to leave you be,
To stop caring so much, let you do as you please,
And I can't pretend that it comes with ease,
Or that I'll ever truly stop caring,
But I must stop sharing
My thoughts with you.
You won't understand
And there's nothing I can do.
Broken promises repeating, broken hearts bleeding,
Always needing
To hear from you,
Though I don't know anymore what is true.
I don't know how to neglect you.
There is still this strong urge to protect you,
Though you say you don't want or need it.
I want to make sure that you stay alive,
Not obtain the goal for which you strive,
To be part of the 27 Club that you romanticize.
Even without me, I still want so badly to see you thrive.
But I know I'm not meant to be in your life.
You created my heaven, you created my hell.
For so long, those are the places in which I have dwelled.
Now I live in limbo, stuck in between
You and whatever waits in the wings for the next scene.
I try to turn the page,
Still stuck in this cage,
Imprisoned by the stillborn corpse of our love
Which itself is imprisoned within me, poisoning my blood.
