It's okay that you're gone.
I poured everything I had into you, only for you to give it to someone else.
I'm okay with that.
You were fascinating, you know?
You had eyes that felt like home,
you had a face that made me feel safe and okay.
When I stared into your eyes, I felt yellow,
The strongest sense of yellow I had ever felt.
I'm not sad that you had left.
I'm disappointed that you couldn't see that I was beautiful too.
I knew what I was doing when I fell in love with you.
I knew that you would hurt me.
I get it, it's my fault.
I just wonder why you didn't love me enough to spare me.
I guess it's selfish for me to ask you to love me.
I'm a fool when it comes to people.
I always choose the ones who will break me the most.
Or the ones who are but corpses.
I need someone with a mind like a diamond and a heart like a lake.
I need someone to give instead of take.
I need someone strong enough to love me and handle me with care.
I need someone who won't hurt me.
