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?