I wish he had never let go
I wish I had never made a home over the edge
I wish I had pulled us both away from the flames that would leave me cold as ash in the wind…
I supposed I was difficult
In the end—
No not the end
This can’t be the end
Can it?
I didn’t mean it to be an end
It isn’t an end is it?
It’s not my end
Just in part
Though whole this pain does feel
I was the problem
Or was I th...