You didn’t try to stop the bleeding.

The gash on the left side of my chest was punctured.

You didn’t seem concerned.

never asked if I was still breathing.

yet I kept trying to save you

not realizing what you were doing to me.

we were dying.

we had been for a while.

but you never wondered about what happened.

Or tried to fix why.

and every time I began to question us,

I would rearrange the pieces of my mind

just so that I didn't need to think of u

saying goodbye.

and I didn't realize this wasn't a suicide.

yet the only way u knew how to end something,

by stabbing me in the back with a sharp knife.

and that’s when you made it clear,

there were no more ties, only fear.

When you started lying,

The bleeding only got worse.

But you didn’t care what happened to us

and you couldn't see what you were doing to me as you decided

if you were leaving.

and those are the things I cannot forget,

that treason is too hard to amend.

if you didn't want me, that was all you had to say.

I never wanted you to lie, never expected us to turn out this way.

and maybe you didn’t realize the harm you caused.

but you knew this mind of mine,

and the chaos it could cause.

so when you left things open-ended, I couldn’t move on.

and that’s only your fault.

What did I do wrong?

and when the damage was done, you didn't offer to clean it up.

you couldn't be bothered to check in,

never tried to help me up.

but u must have been a wreck too.

"i'm sorry" was all u could say.

but it didn't need to be so bad,

you made it this way.

my trachea became clogged

like a rock was jammed inside.

and all of the sudden I was gone

I thought I was dying.

without a world to live in,

what was Ito do.

what is a world worth living in,

if it does not have you?

yet it's my fault for having faith,

I am the one who started this game.

and The last time we spoke,

you really twisted the knife. 

maybe parts of us both were destroyed

but that does not make it fine.

Because you did not only stop my heart,

yet ruined my mind.

and that’s why for me,

the hardest parts are always the goodbyes.