the length
of my life is too short
to waist it on you
but its okay
because you don't love me
you wouldn't put flowers near my grave
would you dare,
to put my name at the end of a letter?
but the letter doesn't exist
you haven't even picked up the pen
or found blank paper
the paper from our tree
now the tree is black and rotting in the soil
i was the only one to nurture it
the water i was using.... i drowned in it
you sunk me
never to be seen
but its okay cause you don't love me
you wouldn't put flowers near my grave
would you dare? to ring my doorbell and say "hello" ?
or
put my name at he end of the letter
stop put the pen down,
and rip up the paper,
don't even try
cause I'm not
would i even dare too?
