hey, maybe i don't need to know how you're doing.
maybe i don't need to know who you're seeing.
maybe i shouldn't wonder why i can't stop thinking of you
or if you're ever thinking of me too.
this reality is crushing my very insides.
i never saw death 'til the day you left.
so swiftly, you took it all away from me.
hey, why do you hate me so?