I’m not mad at you for moving different.
I’m mad cuz you didn’t tell me you were thinking about moving different.
I’m mad cuz you took my loyalty as a joke,
And every time I asked you to speak up you choked.
So then I thought,
Maybe it’s just hard
It’s not easy to tell the world of your problems.
So I let you be,
But I still checked up on you and let you know I was here if you needed me.
Some months went by
And still no call.
I started to wonder if you decided to end it all.
I wondered if you just didn’t want help and if life was too hard
And you decided to kill yourself…
I was sad.
Hurt at best.
I didn’t understand how you could have a bond so strong
And then just decide to not pick up the phone when they called.
What the fuck did I do.
I did nothing more than try to love you.
I took on the world whenever you were in pain.
I always looked out,
Always asked if you’re okay.
And the difference between her and I,
Is that I cared.
I was always the one who was gonna be there.
And even after all these years.
I just wanted you to know,
I’m not mad.