• I don't mean to.
    But I seem to,
    tear you're world apart.
    You don't have to,
    if you can't do...
    this pain game anymore.
    I won't blame you,
    if you have to
    leave because I hurt you.
    I won't hate you,
    when you claim you're through
    with all of this.
    Because sooner or later
    everything ends.
    And with time,
    everything mends.
    No one will want to,
    stare down and judge you.
    Unlike most you kept you're virtue.
    All I ever wanted for you,
    but somehow failed to do.
    Was give happiness and bliss.