A note in the dead man's hand
For his one true flame:
My one and only,
I'm sorry.
I had turned into a ghost in your mind
And I knew, then, I wasn't good enough for you
I watched your eyes see straight past my thinning body
That was weakened by the second.
In your blank stare
When I no longer saw the stars from the night sky
I knew you no longer cared
And that broke me further
So I continued to let myself die
Not fighting for anything
As nothing was left
No room for me in your life any more
I was simply taking myself out of it
So you would have plenty of space to fill
And plenty of time to
Stop being empty
The more I withered away
The more space you had to fill your needs.
I needed your love to survive
But you needed me gone to move forward
I left to make you whole
Because I will always love you
And try to give you what you need
Goodbye, my love.
