So why is the blame on me?
There's rhyme and reason to what you say
And I know to you I must seem
The epitome of reckless irrationality
But you know better than anyone
That I only get angry
Because you are close enough to hurt me.
You once were.
They're not expectations, just memories
And if the void between us
Is an abyss I tumble through
I'll accept the cold as I always do
It hurts that these words might be a comfort to you.
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