• If you saw me today, I wonder.
    Would you look on with pity or disgust?

    We were very hesitant to go our separate ways.
    One trying not to inhibit the other's happiness.
    I'm hoping you're happy without me.

    I heard the doctors say behind closed doors, that I don't have long.
    That I've lost the will to live.
    I pretend to have amnesia so they can't contact you.
    Because of shame, I don't want you to see me.
    The accident that happend the first day without you.

    I was walking without direction in the streets.
    My cell phone becoming heavier with each step.
    You wanted reassurance from this seperation.
    That in the end will find a way back to each other.
    I didn't see the light change, the cars swerving, or the blood.

    I lay here, my life mesured by the boops from a machine.
    Looking down on me with an omniscent glow.
    Knowing how I got here, watching the plastic tubing feed me life.

    I feel so cold now.
    Everything is so blurry, I can't make out your face.
    I can feel your tears falling on my cheek, how did you find me?
    I can feel the warmth from your hand.

    I want to tell you, I'm sorry.
    I want to pretend none of this ever happend.
    That we never got into that fight.

    My heart feels like it is pounding through my chest.
    I can faintly hear you screaming my name.
    I can see you look on in horror.
    I want you to tell you. "I love you."
    But, it is too late. And I fade into nothingness.