The emptiness I harboured in the questions that I asked
Was almost palpable, it tasted like the soft skin on your back.
And when I said "Where did you go?"
What I meant was
"Since you left, I have haven't had the chance to hate you nearly half as much as I've hated myself".
We were in love, at least that's what I came to call it,
I was never really quite sure if it was;
Because in growing up the hardest lesson learned
Is just because you love someone,
It doesn't mean they love you in return.
I always thought you'd fade when I buried you and me,
But on our grave a bed of flowers bloomed;
And now each day you grow more beautiful as I'm left to decay.
I guess it's true that some things never change.
It's been quite a long time now but I'm still so weak.
I found a bliss in my ignorance until ignorance found hell in me.
When I said "Where did you go?"
What I meant was
"Since you left I haven't had the chance to hate you half as much as I loved you then".
It's been a long time now,
But I still spend my nights laying away.
The kind of tired that sleep wouldn't shake,
The kind of empty that fills the entire space in my chest cavity
Where I tried to keep you safe; but you escaped.
It's been quite a long time now but I'm still so weak.
I found a bliss in my ignorance until ignorance found hell in me.
When I said "Where did you go?"
What I meant was
"Since you left, I haven't had the chance to hate you half as much as I loved you then".
