You always did hate uncertainty. I know the feeling.
It makes me anxious,
not knowing what’s going to happen.
Like a dark room.
You don’t know what could be around you. You don’t know who is around you.
Or who isn’t.
All you can do is try to stumble around,
maybe fall,
get up and look for the light switch.

I know that’s why you keep trying to make this work.
The electricity is out,
there’s no fuel in the lighter and the last match is losing life.
You can try burning every paper
to keep this going but,
eventually,
we’re going to be plunged into the darkness.

You may be scared, you may want to ask “what now?”,

In that way that you do...but honestly
I don’t know.
I know that I can’t do this
anymore
With you.

We’ve been through this so many times,
I’m finally over it (Over you)
I’m finally brave enough to be in the dark,
so please just let me. Maybe you’ll miss me,
but its really just the security in the idea of me. Stop trying
to get me back
no matter what you wish, you let the fires go out,
now (we’re) go(ne)