"Is this what makes you happy?"
"What do you mean?"
"Making daisies and doing physics and..."
I will never be able to forgive or forget what you've done to me. However, I will always remember you as a friend. Against my own will.
------ When I was sat alone you'd
------ always start a conversation
------ with me which never felt
------ forced. When I was
------ rotting away you would reach out and make sure that I was going outside. When everyone else was too busy to check up on me, you would sit with me for hours
and listen. You
invited me when
everyone else
forgot that I
exist.
"What do you mean?"
"Making daisies and doing physics and..."
I will never be able to forgive or forget what you've done to me. However, I will always remember you as a friend. Against my own will.
------ When I was sat alone you'd
------ always start a conversation
------ with me which never felt
------ forced. When I was
------ rotting away you would reach out and make sure that I was going outside. When everyone else was too busy to check up on me, you would sit with me for hours
and listen. You
invited me when
everyone else
forgot that I
exist.
I recall when I said that the world was full of terrible people, you disagreed. Whilst I still do not believe that a majority of people are bad, you are not one of them.
I no longer daydream of fantasy worlds of witchcraft and mythology, but one where you didn't do what you did. Then maybe I wouldn't be spending each passing moment suffering on my own. Then maybe people would have time to spend with me if you were there. Then maybe when I walk at night, I would have someone to walk alongside me. People would remember me for who I am and not as what happened to me.
All I want is to return to that hill and make daisy chains. To go on those walks again. I would give anything to undo what you have done.
I no longer daydream of fantasy worlds of witchcraft and mythology, but one where you didn't do what you did. Then maybe I wouldn't be spending each passing moment suffering on my own. Then maybe people would have time to spend with me if you were there. Then maybe when I walk at night, I would have someone to walk alongside me. People would remember me for who I am and not as what happened to me.
All I want is to return to that hill and make daisy chains. To go on those walks again. I would give anything to undo what you have done.