I can tell your time is coming, how do I know?
I can see him as he approaches, a reaper of sorts.
Just a figure that rest forever motionless in the corner.
A view only to feel fear and I feel you are the owner.
I hate the way that I feel at the thought of you coming back.
I hate that I want nothing more and have a hatred for that.
If you were to reappear what would I even say?
Would you pretend to care about me or tell me stay in my lane?
Would your intent be selfish once again just to fill me with pain?
Or is that the very reason that you're staying away?
Did you care? Do you care? Simple thoughts that I hate.
Thoughts that could have been avoided if you just told me my fate.
You didn't have to string me along to get me to help.
I loved you, that wasn't meant for anyone else.
Even after it all I still benefited your life.
Even though I knew that you would not contribute to mine.
You took advantage
I put someone through hell just to see you one last time.
And yet you looked to me and thought another handout why?
I was damaged
Did you appreciate my presence? Did I have it misconstrued?
To invite me again, did you just want me to help you?
You speak so positive of me yet you leave me in the cold.
You say you forget me.
You boost me up you showed your love but then you fucking ignore me.
I'm not even in memory?
Really this all could have been avoided if you just told me I hurt you.
I know what you were feeling, every beat for me hurt to.
I did end up regretting but forgiveness just wasn't you.
Even though I forgave you, so many times.
I'd get mad but go to sleep and I could turn a blind eye.
Somehow even now you still weigh heavy on my mind.
But if you do come back please leave the reaper behind.
