If only this world had shown me a little bit more mercy…

Maybe I would have stayed with you.

Things would be different and we wouldn’t be this cold. Maybe I should have stayed. But wouldn’t that be rude?

After all I’m nothing else than a traitor, the delator of your suffering, the knight of your loot and the one who stole your being.

I think it wouldn’t have mattered if it were material, no… I stole something even more special, something unique, nothing like that. But magnifique, overall.

I don’t even know what I’m asking, nonsense is the only language I can speak at the end.

You didn’t care, though. You always seemed like someone I should’ve better known. Talking about others so sanely, so I would shut up, talking so carelessly so I wouldn’t get scared.

I don’t know how I even dared.

And I don’t know how you could’ve failed, failed to recognize who I really am.

Were you trying to get me to show you my charm? Even when it doesn’t exist, you saw it, right?

How hilarious, really.

How you were and how you left me, Lily.

Talking alone, kind of silly.

That’s how you have me, on my knees praying for you to discharge me.

If only you knew that’s the only way to set me free. Show me some mercy, if you have any, pretty please.