I've wondered what's wrong? And I found out. This is my life. This is my life and you didn't showed up... for me. You left me hanging and I had to do everything myself. I always have to. I am tired to do everything myself! I am alone here... We're supposed to be parteners. We are supposed to be in this together.
If you knew the sacrifices that I have made... The things I have given up and the pieces of myself that I have given away for you... and you treated me this way. You make me beg for scraps, when I have done nothing but fight for you.
You don't have to love me. I think we are in this hell together and the flames are burning both of us with equel intensity, so the least you could do is show up... for me! Instead of being like some stranger.
Those words you never spoke, hold a life of memories of all the times before... I tried to show you love, but you only asked for more... But it's ok, 'cause I don't want the world. I can't take much more of this, but also I can't let it go and that's ok...
